Can't wait to see you again

[Caillen Winters]

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It had been a while since he had spent time with the russet-hued woman from Inferni, but Caillen had been lingering around the borders for some time now. Just why he remained, the male was not sure - If Talitha had wanted to return for him, surely she would have by now? Perhaps there were greater problems than he in the coyote hotbed.

Regardless, the male had secretly sought out another form that had become very dear to him. The ebony Lykoi lady had left no trails where he had wandered, though, and the giant wolfdog was beginning to lose hope that he would find her. It was strange that the women from the pack lured him so, when it was he that represented their enemy; surely, if other members from Inferni had found him lurking around, the situation would have been far more dire.

The thought of violence at the borders had kept Caillen away, well-hidden for the most part. The abundance of slush from the snowfall had stolen away his rich scent, and made him almost impossible to track throughout the dense forestland.

It was pure luck, in fact, that he stumbled on the footprints of the midnight-hued woman. Not daring to believe his luck, the gentle giant padded after the fading trail, and it was not long before he stumbled upon her. Sepirah was seated at the foot of a tree, but he recognised her instantly. His breath caught in his throat, and slowly the Wolfdog emerged. He still wore the deep blue scarf she had given him, so long ago it seemed.

"Sepirah? It cannae be... Is it ye?" Accented tone seemed rather rusty from a lack of use. Apart from Talitha, it had been a long time since he had spoken to someone.