Nostalgia

N/A · 07-30-2014, 05:01 PM

Destruction was hurting. Hurting so very bad. Where had he gone? The wolf who had become a light in her life, who saved her... literally saving her from the epidemic that should have taken her life. But Aiden was nowhere to be found. She searched, oh gods she had searched for him. Now she felt a hole in her heart. She had lost everyone whom she fought to hold together after Seracia fell apart. She was... alone. Tahlia and Bane were with their family in Ebony... and here she was... what did she have left? Destruction felt that uncertainty rising within her again... and she fought with herself. It left her wandering, searching for someone... something.

...and that was when she ended up back in her old homeland...

The pack that claimed the lands was gone. She knew not what happened, nor did she care, but she sought only one thing right now. The woman would walk to the gravesite, thankfully finding it undisturbed. For a long while she had lay on top of the smallest grave, humming a lullaby. Dillinger... one of the greatest injuries to losing Seracia was her inability to come visit him. She had not been the mother he needed, but she prayed that she might get a second chance some day in being a mother.

It was later when she left the graves that she caught the familiar scents. Tahlia, Bane, the children... why were they here? Worry pressed the woman onward, and Destruction would come upon them with concern in her single orb. "What happened...? Why are you all not in Ebony?" There was no betraying the worry in her voice, panting softly as she leaned on her good side, gaze flicking back and forth between Bane and Tahlia, praying that they had not been cast out.
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