Second Thoughts

*Loccian* · 10-16-2014, 04:58 PM

The children were back in their new home, watched over by a friend they had made along the way to the place. Loccian felt good about the male, he was around her age but still strong, smart, and had proved himself on more than one occasion. She trusted him to watch over the boys, yes, they were in good paws. Some would probably wonder why she would leave her precious treasures behind, leaving them miles behind while she went to a different land. It was simple though, she was visiting a precious treasure she had brought here a couple months ago. Her only daughter, blind since birth. It had taken a lot of strength and trust from her, to allow the young child to stay with people she didn't know besides the boy she had grown feelings for ever since she had left the den when Loccian had Seracia. He was a good young man.

Before she would make her way to the pack Enola resided in, the aging woman wanted to make a stop in her old pack lands... to visit the graves of her brother and adopted daughter, Octavian and Reficul. She would stop at what was once the pack border, nose sniffing the air carefully. That was when she would sigh heavily, feeling as though there were stones in her stomach, weighing it down. Destruction was unable to keep the pack together, the wolves departing, probably without a second thought. It wasn't the black and red woman's fault, as much as she hated to think such a thing, the members of Seracia had grown lazy, too focused on doing their own thing rather than work together to keep the Kingdom strong and ever lasting. Even if Loccian had taken the throne back when she had recovered form her illness, it would have fallen, no matter how hard she tried.

With a deep breath she moved forward, head slowly turning left and right, grey and milky greyed eyes scanning over the range that she had called home at some point. Paws carried her towards a particular area she had grown to dislike, always making her stomach ache and churn, eyes water, and body tremble. The graveyard... Even her pace began to slow as she grew closer, tail slightly tucking in between her hind legs and head held low. It was nearly heartbreaking to come and visit Octavian and Reficul, their deaths still fresh in her mind, the pain she had to go through almost doubling.

"normal.
talk.
think.
you"

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