Hardpoint
05-22-2017, 02:17 PM
It was one of those mornings where sleeping in just wasn't going to happen. She'd tossed and turned as much as she dared without waking up Zell or the children but no matter which side she tried she just couldn't get comfortable. Eventually the realization that she wasn't going back to sleep any time soon hit her and she decided to give it up. The sun hadn't even made it past the horizon and orange was slowly creeping through the sky. It was still early, even for her, but at least she'd get a head start on her day. She spared once last look in the den before heading off towards the valley's border. She'd still been vigilant in her patrols. It seemed the pack drew in all sorts of traffic and multiple meetings had set her on edge. All scents of Ritsy and his incident had been washed away by now so she'd given up on finding his attacker for now, but the scent of the male that did it was ingrained into her memory. Tracking him down was impossible now, but she knew if she ever ran into the wolf that did it then she wouldn't stop until justice had been served. The only thing that bothered her now was that a body hadn't been found. If he'd been washed away he might have ended up on a bank somewhere but investigation of the river on both sides, upstream and down, had turned up nothing. He'd been a weird little creature, a little twisted when she'd first met him, but she liked to think that her influence over him had helped after a while. He'd freaked Kieryn out at first, but some of her own pups had taken to him well enough. She'd hoped that Zuriel could have figured out how to fix what was wrong with his coat, but his disappearance, or death, had put a stop to that. Either way she missed his presence. Then her mind flitted to Zuriel as she patrolled. It'd been some a while since she'd spent some time with her sister. Of course she knew the female was always around, but she felt guilty that she hadn't checked up on her sooner. It was also a good opportunity to check up on her children as well. They were a season younger than her own so she imagined they were at that stage where they wanted to explore more. Thankfully none of her own had broken the rule of going past the border until they were a year. Now that they were it was about time she taught them how to defend themselves before they decided the world needed exploring. She decided to save the rest of her patrol for later and headed off towards Zuriel's den. The sun was slightly higher, peaking over the tree tops now, but doing very little to warm up the area. It hadn't snowed yet, but it was far colder than the previous winter had been and frost still clung to the ground and the grass crunched under her feet. Her breath came out as fog and she couldn't help but wonder how harsh the winter would be. She shoved the thoughts aside as she reached the entrance to Zuriel's den and she peaked inside. "Zuriel?" "Speech" I like to imagine That you smile when you hear my songs |