Time's A-Tickin'
Surreal Adravendi |
This gods forsaken heat. It was going to drive her mad. She’d rolled in a rosemary bush, taking special care to rub her rump against the aromatic plant. She reeked, and she was still considering rolling in a multiple concoction of herbs, the stinkiest she could find that still smelled fine. She was full of restless energy, and spent most of her time patrolling the old borders. She and Regulus hunted now and then, bringing in a meal for the family. She still avoided Falk most of the time, waiting for him to seek out Athena and make her aware of the decision. Time was ticking. Not only for her, but for Amalia and Athena.
Surreal slowed as she reached a stream, lowering her head as she waded into it, pausing to take a long drink. She lowered herself until the water came up to her chin and covered her back and shoulders. The cool relief eased the physical heat from the sun. It even soothed just a little of the heat cycle’s maddening fire. She took in a deep breath, and let it out in a long sigh, closing her eyes. For once, she was content to merely stay put, while her ears kept an alert tab on her surroundings. The Plains weren’t under their official control yet. Loners and wolves from other packs could waltz in and cause trouble without consequences.
She let the thoughts and plans roll through her mind. Archangel of Celestial; Speartha to members of the Pack. That would be what she would call herself, and what Regulus would call himself when he took over once she was ready to step down. She took in a breath and ducked her head under the water long enough to wet her fur, then brought her head above the surface, giving her head a shake to sling the water out of the fur.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think |