just sing to me

*Titania* · 10-09-2014, 03:58 PM

She didn't care if she was exploring too far from home. She didn't want to care about anything. She shouldn't have to care about anything! This was probably the worst of her mood swings. How could she find herself so attached to another? She couldn't let go, and she was still holding on to emptiness. How could she forget about this one wolf? Being alone just made it worse as those thoughts would always find a way to creep back into her mind. How about herb hunting? That was enjoyable and with her mouth and nose stuffed with leaves, there was no way she could think about him.

She had no sense of direction. The girl had thoughts on leaving berries in a trail so she would be able to find her way home...but that was a waste of perfectly good berries. Oh well, she might just have to do what her cousin always does, follow the scent.

It was amazing how she was able to spend the whole morning just observing random bushes and trees. She was particularly looking for dandelion, and she was sure the bright yellow flower would be soon found. The ebony babe skipped along merrily, humming a tune that she had learnt from her mother. The sunbeams decided to dance with her and the many bugs and birds chirped away like a tiny orchestra. Electric emeralds had spotted the beautiful glowing flower and her teeth prepared to slice away the stem. At that moment, a different scent had reached her nose. It wasn't the smell of herself and flowers. It was the scent of another...and something else. A sickness of some sort.

Someone was ill. She was a healer, wasn't she? She had to help this creature, even if she didn't know much of her herbs. She would carefully follow the wisps of this scent, whilst her paws carried her further from the woodlands. The lands around the onyx dame were growing more familiar. Had she been here before?

But it was at that moment that she had instantly realized that this was place of her memories. The Orchard. So many memories poured in like water, the scenes of first meeting Caeto, talking to him and sleeping beside him. And it was sunset, the same colors staining the sky as she had seen that night before. Whimpering, she would walk a few paces back like a frightened pup. She couldn't even go near that tree! She just couldn't. But her optics would find a golden wolf tucked into a small ditch by the tree, protected by the Orchard's roots. This had to be sick wolf she picked up earlier. But how could she go near that tree? There was nothing but memories left, memories she didn't want to remember.

And somehow the flawless night-furred girl found herself trekking towards the Orchard, closer to the resting wolf. Flashbacks would blind her mind, but she didn't give a damn. The slender damsel made her way towards the golden girl, matching eyes meeting hers'.

"Miss, are you alright? You smell sick. I'm a healer." She would whisper gently, the worry flashing in her green gaze. Titania knew this was a random stranger but she had to help her. She was a compassionate and affectionate wolf for a reason, to help others. It was a skill that she may only have.

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