Calling, Yearning, Pulling Home to You
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She'd always lived with her parents. Her uncle, Othello, and their son had become quite a staple in her life as well, there had always been someone there to talk to or look to for help. She hasn't know how difficult not losing herself was goin to be when she had left in search of her litter mate. He was worth it though, every cold night and muddy paw. She needed to know where he was.
Since running into Glacier the girl had been takin much better care of herself, she was sleeping, hunting, drinking... Taking care of herself like a real adult. The silvery girl had found a nice den in the plains to rest in the night before, but before the sun rose she had moved herself outside. Just in case Solar happened to come walking along he could spot her more easily. That was the same place she was now, her slender frame was tucked nearly to make a perfect silver ball. While comfortable it was easy to see how cold her trembling form was. With how late the morning has become it was odd she hadnt woken herself up yet.
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Kavdaya Of The Nomads |
The sound of a voice, male, caught her ears, and she stopped, head popping up as her eyes sought the source. That voice was familiar. Not from recent times, but from the past. The fully trained healer took off at a quick trot, and finally found the male she'd heard. At first, she missed the presence of the female, curled as Viridian was on the ground; and in any case, her eyes were on the form of the healer, and the marks of a half trained nomad on his brow. "Shilah?" He wasn't the first Nomad she had run across since her arrival on Alacritia; she had run across Maximous, as well. Still, it was almost with incredulous delight that her tail began to wag, until her eyes dropped to the shivering ball of fur on the ground. Oh.
The female was pretty, from what features Kavdaya could see of her, and younger than both healers by a couple of years at least. Automatically, the snowy pelted healer went through the more non-invasive measures of checking for anything amiss; checking the scent for illness or blood, while her eyes did the same check. The female held some signs of recently coming back from malnourishment, but seemed healthy otherwise, if cold.
Her amethyst flecked sapphires lifted to Shilah; he had found the girl first, so he had the honor of first call and conversation. Catching up could wait for now.
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She might have grown nervous, two on one wasn't good odds, but neither wolf seemed eager to hurt her. Quite the opposite in fact. She wasn't so sure about the white woman's focused stare as she looked over her body. Unconsciously she would pull her limbs tighter to her body. She was silent though, as though realizing she'd interrupted. "Yeah, I'm okay." Her voice was still a little weak, "I'm looking for my brother, I didn't want to miss him sleeping in a den.. She'd answer as she looked to each new face curiously.
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Kavdaya nodded her aggreement to Shilah's words, adding "And I'll gladly inform my cousin to keep an eye out as well. Her whole family would help, I think." Her smile was warm as she spoke surely about Surreal and her family. The slight weakness in the girl's voice hinted at what she might need, and Kav looked up at Shilah as she asked, "Are you hungry? I could track down a rabbit. It might help you stay warm to have a fresh meal in your belly."
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The way they acted would be completely contrary to one that would intend her harm, and both wolves would speak up to help her. They were healers. Shilah and Kavdaya, Faun would not to each at their name and would very much accept their willingness to help. "It's nice to meet the both of you," She'd start, "My name is Viridian Memoire, my family calls me Faun. I'm looking for my brother Solor. He's a bit bigger than I am, with a charcoal coat and white markings like mine." She'd extend her left leg to show off the single stripe that ran down her leg. The white healer would offer help in the form of a meal, and with more than a little encouragement from a grumbling stomach Viridian would agree. "That would be lovely, miss Kavdaya"
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