Wanderlust (Pip)
11-28-2014, 07:52 PM
Epiphron had wandered closer to the eastern coast of Alacritia again, enchanted by these lands that she had once avoided. Even further east, were the cliffs she had reunited with her children on -- and to the west, was where she had lived for a short period, the lands Ebony had once owned. This land seemed unnaturally desolate in the midst of winter. The thicket had turned white and brown, dying blades of grass peeking through the snow that caked the earth. It wasn't the most picturesque of places, but she found her paws carrying her along nonetheless. Now that she knew where her children were, much of the restlessness she had felt for so long had dissipated. There was still a sense of uneasiness though. She felt no sense of belonging anywhere, and though she had no lost her ambition she had nowhere to focus it toward, making her feel slightly strange. Her mind was silent for the moment as she traversed the thicket, senses growing acute as she relaxed into a lazy gait. There was another here, her nose told her that much, and she found herself growing intrigued. Months of loneliness had made her crave the company of others, even more so now that she knew her children were alive and well. So much had changed in the lands of Alacritia and Epiphron couldn't help but wonder what all she had missed. A curious gaze would search the horizon as she wandered closer to the source of the scent, a flash of grey-blue fur finally entering her vision. Head would tilt as she studied him from a great distance, unable to make out his features, but deciding he was likely a stranger as his coat prompted no feelings of recognition. Curiously she would redirect her steps toward him, interest glimmering in her blue gaze as she studied him quietly. A slight smile would turn up the corners of her lips, but only for a moment before a more serious expression crept over her features. So many strangers.... she mused silently, searching for a greeting, though she simply settled with, "Hello." |