My lungs are filling up with dust

Anu · 04-05-2011, 01:06 PM

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thank you for starting this too <3

The drifting scent of her leader made Anu follow. She was a creature of habit, one of instinct. They all were, Anu believed, when they were born. There were some that followed them, and others that ignored them. However the rest wished to live, Anu had chosen to succumb to those natural urges and so she lingered behind the scent of her alphess with her tail low and her ears perked only in the hopes of finding the female's accented voice.

Anu knew that pains that Savina had gone through during winter's hold. She knew from the stream of continuous hurtful news that traveled on the lips of their pack members and painfully rested in her ears. But the leading pair had been distant, their positions would normally keep them close and connected but the emotional and physical pains had kept Savina distant, or perhaps it made Anu the distant one.

What ever it was, the gray and tan woman followed now, and as she made her way towards the river's loud bubbling the scent of the raven furred woman grew stronger. Nose touched the ground, examining the trail and then slowly walking through the tree cover towards the bank. Blue gaze watched the black creature as she moved across the water and towards the rocks. She struggled, and the Praetor raced to the water's edge. Savina! She spoke out with a tone that a subordinate would have used with their leader, yearning and calling for her.

Her aging body entered the cold water, slowing her muscle's response, in the hopes of helping her friend. But she even the more shallow of waters seemed to push her further past the black wolf's position. Come down from there please she pleaded, now in her own predicament but still worried for Savina.

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