The Return Of The Music

*Azalea* · 08-28-2014, 07:36 PM

It was some twist of fate that seemed to have driven Azalea west. She had plenty to worry about in her northern home and had departed herself from her roots. It would seem, though, that she was not as departed as she first thought. Almost, just almost, she wished for the guidance of an elder family member.

No longer were there any for her to speak to. She didn't know where most of her existing family was and Epiphron was certainly no longer on her "must visit" list. As her nose pressed to the ground in search for familiar scents, nearing the old territory of Valhalla, she was stopped by the sound of wolves talking.

She didn't pay attention to the tones much, instead moving to see who it was that spoke. There was nothing shy about the red headed female who walked right out into the open. However, as she laid eyes on the familiars, she wished she had been a little more sneaky so that maybe they wouldn't see the look of pure shock on her face.

Surreal and Castiel, neither of which she had seen since the challenge, stood before her. They were buzzing with excitement and she wondered what had them so worked up. She stood with her jaw slack, amber eyes staring widely at the pair.

She didn't even know what to say.

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