[ooc] -- i thought you'd be there.
Cercelee
Jan 1 2007
Luperci
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holding daisies, counting stars. -- [bic]
There was no regret, no guilt, no nostalgia, as she crossed the borders. No profound feeling, no revelation, no real thoughts at all as her paws landed on Clouded Tears soil. This was nothing new, they came and they went, she had gathered that from last time she had blown through, as young as she had been, and she was just another one of them. Another face in the slew of her family that occasionally crashed in these lands, in the place that had spawned them. Yet it was no surprise really, the year old female had always meant to return. In fact, she hadn’t really meant to leave, it had been a child’s mistake. The phantom female and her friend, her cousin, had simply gotten carried away, they had wander too far and then kept wandering. The pair had run into a familiar face, familiar to one of them at least, and had traveled with him for a while, and then they had parted ways. After that she had traveled alone, but by that time she had passed her first birthday, a landmark in that she could care for herself, at least enough to keep alive and that was good enough for her, at least until she came back (home). Wanderlust, curiosity, a life changing journey (yeah right), however she spun it the conclusion was the same, her feet had not touched the dirt of Clouded Tears in many months.
Many months indeed had gone by, and she was sure that upon returning she would not find all those she had left, which was okay. Expectation and anticipation was reserved for only one, and he probably would not be pleased at her return. Her older cousin, the alpha, had taken her in, a helpless child, fed her, taught her about the pack and her family, allowed her to nurse her (emotional) wounds for as long as she felt she needed to dwell, and she had repaid him by simply vanishing. The hybrid could be angry if he wished, she deserved that, ignore her if he felt better about it, she deserved that too, she just didn’t want to be turned away. Although she looked forward to seeing him again, aside from the other abandoned white pup she had bonded with no one but he, she did not really expect a joyful reunion. She did not expect much of anything, but at the same time could not quell the tingle of excitement as allowed herself to move just slightly into the pack lands. Although she wasn’t here to prove anything she couldn’t help but remember the last conversation she had held with the male. A child’s voice echoed in her head, a silly promise that really had no merit in the real world as many would discover, but none the less reverberated off the walls of her brain. She would be happy here. Sure.
The months she had been absent had only strengthened this resolution. The sliver of trust in beauty, justice, and overall goodness in this world that had been slowly forming from when she had departed had grown into something more, although she did not outwardly express this. Despite the fact that the wolf had seen many in the past year who would not agree with her, who had stories very contrary to her system of belief, and although she was entering a land known for it’s unhappiness, a pack filled with demons and a lake that emitted the cursed fog that seeped into the residents’ blood streams, she would hold fast to these values, if somewhat privately. It was a survival tactic foremost. If just for a second she allowed herself to believe there was nothing in this life worth living, than she would probably lay down and give up, as many of her kin had done before her. So she had returned, if not to live happily, than just to live, and with that silent declaration she sat and waited, alert and thoughtful.
