After agreeing to live with him and his family, Tiburtius had taken her all the way across the river, to her old home. Otherwise, territory of Fiori. And, she had to admit...as much as she had disliked that woman who claimed her home, she had been smart to stay here.
Both the springs and the mangrove were beautiful places. She could easily remember going on walks with her mother here, often stopping to play around in the streams that cut through the many trees. Her father, too, would also playfully spar with her when she was young.
Arivae breathed in, the overwhelming aroma of many wolves invading her nostrils. It was all foreign...but she'd eventually get used to it. After all, this was her new home. And she was especially comfortable with that...especially when she had Tiburtius to be there with her! The small girl smiled weakly and turned to look at him, her tail twirling above her.
"It's beautiful!" She laughed, ignoring the fact that she had already lived her once before. Things change after all! And...things really did change. She gazed over the trees and the shallow streams, her innocent blue eyes shimmering like stars. She was home!
