You can see her whenever it rains
___ Hillihillihilli

From Rome to New Orleans dancing on the graves
___ She was here because of nothing more than a rumour. She had heard from some passing wolves that both Ahren and Misery had returned to lands, from wherever they had wandered off to. Tayui had never come in contact with Ahren as far as she could recall, but she did have some rather fond memories of the other. She recalled learning about marijuana, as well as its other names. She could recall, quite vividly, the results of having the other female teach her what the certain plant did, and how it really could make you touch the sky. She could remember the bittersweet meetings, the quiet, disjointed conversations, the admittance of their grief. Tayui just hoped that life had improved for the other in the time she had been away. Maybe it had only gotten worse, and she was back here, back in the lands of Bleeding Souls.
___ It felt strange seeking Misery out at a pack's borders, for they had always met up in neutral lands. Nonetheless, she tilted her head back, and let out a long, low howl, calling for Misery if she were there. It held questions, answers, wishes, and regret, but also beckoned for the other to hear her story, and tell Tayui her own. So much had happened since she had seen Misery, and she was almost a little excited to hear what had happened to the other. She was a little apprehensive, too, for she could not help but worry. What if things hadn't gone well for Misery, and what if the meaning of her name had finally caught up with her?
___Tayui shook her head, sighing quietly. No matter what happened, she would be able to see her old friend. That had to be something good, even if she did not know what else might happen. Even if she was a little afraid to hear of her friend's sorrows, though, she knew it would all work out in the end. Optimism was always a good friend to have.