B-Day Celebration~!
It had been ages since Ralla had last seen her loner friend. Where could he have gone...? Is he alright? Ralla was severly worried after not seeing her friend for over a month, expecially since he was blind. She wondered how he had even made it to Nova Scotia safely, assuming it to have been a terribly hard journey. On their last trip together, they had shared much, and one of the things had been the male wolf's exact birthday, and not just the time period. Just after that, she had had that terrifying vision as he learned the luperci transformation, although it had been so blurry she had no way to determine its exact meaning. She had poured over star charts, but had been unable to determine the meaning fully. Kemo had seemed...different, after. But she yearned to see him now. It wasn't just concern for his welfare, but that she truly missed him, and she wanted to wish him success on his second birthday.
She backtracked to the hollow where she had found him during their second meeting, hopeful that he would be there. In her arms she carried his gift; a long staff decorated with feathers. Although she knew he could not see the feathers, they were soft, fallen from the back of a raven. The staff was more for helping him walk around when he was in luperci form, and its shape reminded her of the fire dance that she had performed the day before. She was still slightly tired from the performance, but it saddened her that Kemo...might not ever be able to see what she had done, or see the stars or moon...or her. That thought struck her deep, and she wondered where exactly it was leading? For a blind wolf, Kemo had given her quite a lot of looks; looks that Ralla had been unused to receiving.
"Kemo?" She called out, using her trademark howl. She was still wearing the many beads in her mane and around her wrists and ankles, so the noise of their clacking didn't leave her much of a silent approach either. She had not washed the red paint from her eyes or arms yet, so she still looked as if she was fresh from the night's celebration. Fitting, though, since she was going to go celebrate his birthday with him. If he wasn't there... Well, the hollow wasn't far from the AniWaya territory, so it wouldn't have been a complete waste if she just left the staff there.
Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.
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