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She was unsure if it was safe to call her journey to Dahlia a successful one. Her intentions had been clear, and yet it had been so easy for her to get sidetracked. The woman had not even gone any further then the woad female’s home, turning around after her visit there and seeking the solace of her homelands. Restless, and even agitated Anu walked through the wood with her head hung low, blue eyes not even rising to greet the Sun that filtered through the heavy canopy. A night away from Crimson Dreams was rare, especially with the instability that pack so recently faced. And yet, Anu walked slowly. Her thoughts heavy, her heart unsure.
The lavender that she had brought to Dahlia, as a gift for the Haki fey, was discarded at her resting place, between the roots of the ancient elm. He had guarded her during the summer eve, and as she had rested her head upon the stalks of lavender small pedals still lingered in her fur. She liked the scent, resting just above the nap of her neck, but found that it reminded her of rest and dreams. Though not enough to bring her peace.
Light paws danced over the leaf litter and small grasses of the shadow dotted floor, only her nose working to find what lay beyond her path. It was a scent that she took up in her steady breath that awoke her from her consuming thoughts. It was of blood, the vaguest hint, dried perhaps. She slowed, and noticed the presence of another, was it watching her? She walked a few steps further, and then eyes the hued of the Sun’s throne found the origin of the stench. Startled by the sight of him, Anu could only stand motionless and in silence