You get Layla's 100th post! Woot! Should we begin to wrap up this thread? I know it's short but yeah. What do you think? WC: 1,648 {10 points}
As Lucia was looking over the injured she wolf, Layla was looking over her as well. It seemed like the black wolf was trying to figure her out and the mistress was trying to do the same with her rescuer. Lucia was a mysterious person; she couldn't quite figure her out. From the look she was getting out of her eyes, she could see a hint of jealousy. Now why would she be jealous? The black and white she wolf was in pain, she too had a lover, and they were both members of packs. Was it because Lucia was treated as an outsider and Layla was not? That was the only explination she could think of. Why else would a wolf of a coyote pack be jealous of a wolf in another pack? If only there was some way that the mistress could help out the black she wolf. Clearly she needed a reward for this and she was bound to find some way to repay her rescuer in a positive way.
The other thing Layla couldn't figure out was the black she wolf's sudden change in mood. One moment she'd be feeling or acting one way and then a moment later it was like she was a totally different person. This may not be the case but she was sure something about the mistress was causing her to constantly change her mood. Before she was jealous and now she had just gone silent. It might have been her actions to move and return to her home, or was there some expression on her face that changed her mind otherwise? Whatever the reason, she tried not the make the situation any worse than it already was.
Although she was still in a bit of thought, she noticed Lucia put on an apologetic look on her face. So the black she wolf did seem to feel sorry for her, but there was something odd about her look. So after all this thought she was feeling sorry for her? There was just something about that thought that confused her. A soft sigh passed though her lips as she moved back to her thought. Why wouldn't she think that the Inferni wouldn't attack her. Bad relations normally meant the two packs hated each other and there was no way that she could trust Lucia just yet; however, if she was going to get home then she had to.
Silence had indeed taken over as it seemed Lucia was back in her train of thought, though it looked like there was a sliver of pain in her eyes. She had just told Layla everything. She told her her reasons for being in Inferni and how she felt about it. Although the mistress had mentioned something about this, it didn't seem to be working in her favor. Feeling an outcast was terrible so why would she put up with it? Sure she was in love with one of the coyote's but why put herself through the pain of being an outcast? The black and white she wolf could understand if she was allowed in and allowed to assend in the ranks. What she could not understand is how the Inferni pack could put her as an outsider and treat her as such. The idea of making up with Inferni was slowly slipping away from her mind seeing as they treated some others as lower than their own ranks.
Thankfully Lucia broke the silence in mentioning that it was a different situation. Different how exactly? How was feeling an outsider in this case feeling any different than an outsider in this case? If it was different to the black she wolf, then that was her interpertation of the situation; although, it still seemed the same to the mistress. Once she broke for her trance and looked over to her rescuer, there looked to be some relief in her expression. Relief? Now why would she feel relieved to be hearing something from an enemy. Oh was it perhaps that she never got this reaction from someone before? Were all the Inferni members just so wrapped up in their little coyote gang that they didn't care to help a wolf with her problems. This also begged the question to her if Lucia's mate even cared about her as much as she claimed to love him. If he loved her so much, wouldn't he be the one to sit down and talk to her about how she was feeling? So what if her lover was one of the coyotes and was loyal to the Inferni pack? Would he rather stay and be a part of the pack, or would he break away and take the time to figure out what was wrong with his mate? Mates sure were a hard thing to figure out. If Layla were in Lucia's position, she would have left the pack before the feeling got worse and would stop by to see her lover when she could.
In the moments that Layla was trying to make it back home on her own, she managed to catch a glimpse of Lucia off to the side and watching her. She didn't expect the black she wolf to offer her help seeing as she was from another pack, but who knew with her. From what she could gather, she could tell she too was questioning some things. That jealous look in her face returned as the mistress held her side. Unlike her, the black and white she wolf had someone to return to and someone who deeply cared about her and her well being. What seemed like was going on was that Lucia couldn't feel the love anymore from her mate. Surely there was the thought of her mate leaving Inferni to be with her, but judging from the fact that she was the one to join the pack, her mate was not going to leave. To the mistress, this was the classic argument over which was more important. Was his pack more important or was his mate more important? She sighed and moved back to her wounds as she tried to lick the blood off her muzzle while Lucia was stuck in thought.
Finally realizing that Layla would not be able to make sure that she was not going to make it home on her own, she accept the help of Lucia. While Lucia was adjusting her stance to help the mistress up. She could tell that it was a bit uncomfortable for the black she wolf and she felt a bit sorry. She tried to adjust herself as well so it wasn't too uncomfortable. She looked to Lucia as they began and gave a smile. ”Thank you for your help Lucia.” She fully appreciated the help the black she wolf was offering her. She could see the small smile coming to her rescuer's face and looked up to the sky. It was getting closer to night than she thought. They would have to get home soon or it would be a bit too dark to see.
Layla's ears moved as she heard Lucia's request about not kicking her ass the next time Inferni and Dahlia de Mai clashed. A soft sigh passed her lips as she looked back up to the sky. ”If only they weren't fighting in the first place.” It was this statement that brought back the she wolf's idea about trying to make up to the Inferni pack for whatever it was that Dahlia de Mai did to them. It would have to be Dahlia de Mai to make the first move because it seemed like Inferni was going to do nothing about the matter. She moved her head down and looked to the ground as they continued around. Silence seemed to return to the two wolves. Surely they were both lost in thought. Although the mistress did not know what the black she wolf was thinking about, she had a pretty good idea. While Lucia was probably thinking about her mate, Layla too was thinking about her's. She missed Saluce so much and couldn't wait to return to his arms once again. Hopefully he would be thankful to Inferni as well and wouldn't mind her journeying to their pack to speak with their leaders.
Layla moved her orbs from the ground back to Lucia as she mentioned they were making excellent time. It seemed they were and soon Layla would be home in no time to be with her love. The mistress couldn't help but count Lucia as one of her friends, even if she belonged to an enemy pack. The mood was actually quite pleasant and from the look on Lucia's face, she was actually enjoying herself a bit. A soft smile formed on the black and white she wolf's face as they continued along.
Layla looked to Lucia a bit confused as she asked if she had anyone special waiting for her. The mistress was sure she had mentioned the behemoth's name before but she said it again to make sure in case she really didn't mention him before. ”Yes, my mate Saluce will surely be waiting at home for me.” This night was not going to leave her head for a long while. This just proved that there were not only wolves out there who wanted to help, but that Inferni was not as bad of a pack as it seemed to be made out to be. Speaking of being a lucky guy, shouldn't Lucia's mate feel lucky? He should feel lucky that his mate loved him so much that she joined his pack and swallowed her pride to be labeled as an outsider. The black and white she wolf flicked her tail a bit as they got closer to Dahlia's borders. This was going to be a long night with Saluce, she could tell.
