Rule number 2
10-27-2014, 08:23 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-27-2014, 08:23 PM by Irune.)
Things had not been what to girl had expected upon her return. First Quelt was no longer the alpha but some woman he had known, never mentioned, someone she didn't know. Then Ixionn was to be the Heir, and she couldn't be more proud of the boy she saw as her own son. Him being nervous and unsure told her he was going to make a great leader one day. And lastly she found herself not among the ranks of the pack anymore. She had disappeared due to natural disaster, making her now think they had thought her lost and gone forever. To the point of no hope in her return. Then there was that deep gut feeling something was going on with Quelt. She had not gotten the greeting she had hoped for from him and her nights were spent along, as well as her days now. Had he given up so much hope, thinking she was dead, he didn't know what to think or do now? Or had he fallen out of love with her? Fallen for another? Maybe that Arain? As if fate as always knew just what to do, his call for her reached her ears. Amber eyes flattered open from the closed position they had been in. Head lifted from her paws as she gazed about her in this lonely north. Never had been seemed cold to her before, not till now. Getting up from the cold earthen ground she shook her fur out before setting out to go to Quelt. It would not take her long to find him. Stopping a few feet away she stared at him. She was almost too afraid to move any closer, to see why he had called for him. Something told her, this was it, the end for them. Her stomach clinched at the thought, heart twisted painfully but her eyes remained emotionless, guarded, hiding what she really felt. Slowly she walked over to his side but did not bring herself to brush against him, no matter how much she longed for the contact. Her eyes would lift to his face, his gentle handsome face."Quelt?" Her voice was steady, soft but questioning. Her eyes never leaving his face, trying to see into him, to read his thoughts. "Speech" |