Youth at heart

So lonely did the babe feel; years had past by and yet she remembered none of it. She was held within the darkness and unaware of her surroundings. Now awoken she felt empty; The wolf whom had cared for her seemed to vanish, and now Lux would seek her very own path. Her slender legs would carry her across the dusty lands, she knew of the pack reforming and could only hope family would be close by. The woman grew tired; she was unable to travel great distances like she could back in the days when she was but a youth. Now, she was merely growing old. But one thing was for certain- she sure was not going to act like it. The woman still had her beauty and bubbly personality. She wouldn't think of the past - focusing on making her last few years worth it. Still; she has had no children to call her own, no lover or man to steal her heart. Perhaps it will never be- but Luxuria would never stop trying to find it. She would sigh, her hot breath slipping from her silken tounge and pushing past her ebony lips. So tired she was. Did she make it? Their scents where becoming stronger but no longer could she travel without any rest. The woman would lay by the lake; listening to the birds and embracing the wind against her fur. She wanted her family, but did they expect to see her?

Speech!