Wild Goose Chase

*Callisto* · 06-09-2015, 09:49 PM

Walk | Talk | Think

Callisto was not entirely sure what had caused her mind to start thinking so heavily about the children she had born. Maybe it was her season that had just passed and thoughts of the previous year, when they had come into being, that filled her thoughts with images of them, still young and clingy and demanding as only scrawny little newborns could be. Maybe it was because this year everything was opposite: she had given herself freely to a male and had nothing to show for it, no unwanted, unplanned litter to carry to term. Whatever the case, the weak little lives managed to distract her, cause her to wonder, and rekindled a bit of her worry.

The cat was no help either. She seemed convinced that they were dead, lost within the care of their demon of a father, and everything she had to say only managed to rile the healer up more. It was to the point now that, rather than sit and dwell on the what ifs, Callisto went from considering trying to find them to making up her mind to do so.

Which meant daring territory she had told herself she would never return to. Though she had caught no scent of the monstrous white wolf that had kidnapped her in order to birth his demon spawn, she was still on edge, each step within the snow careful and cautious while her ears strained to listen to every little sound around them. She had snapped enough times at the cat to finally have gotten her to keep her mouth shut, but the closer she drew to the metallic structure that sat along what was now a frozen river the more Callisto began to regret it. The eerie silence was just as bad, if not worse.

Her blue eyes glanced left and right as she padded softly and slowly through the snow, her lean feline companion trotting along her own trail to her right, but so far she had seen nothing. Nor had she caught any telltale scents. Surely there had to be something here to hint at Lel and his group, especially since they were of a decent size. But the only scent she found stopped her in her tracks and struck her with confusion.

A pack? She came close to the borderline, sidling close to it as she searched through the scents. It was definitely current, strong and heavy, but nowhere in it did she smell what she was expecting or searching for. "What's this?" the cat asked as she came to stop beside her, glancing from the wolf to the territory they stood on the edge of. "This his?" Callisto frowned, her tail lashing momentarily as she tried to make sense of this discovery. "No," she remarked flatly, "I don't think so." If this was not possibly Lel's pack, then where were they?

OOC: Surprise random visit from a loner! Calli's looking for her missing kids, while simultaneously avoiding her ex-kidnapper, though she has no idea none of them are here in this location anymore. Would some kind Sonticus wolf care to inform her of this? o:

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