Derp. Crap post. Ilu. YAY, ITACHI! 300+
Finding her brother had been comforting, but managed to drop her mood. He had no right to argue her place in the world, for he hadn't been able to stay with her. If he had, perhaps she would have gone to the same place as he; as it was, she was in a new home, with new family. Though she was not a common occurance for anger to roll into the perceptions of the Eternian, she was outraged at the encounter. So she had returned to the caves to sulk, hiding in the small home shared with her son as she worked to skin corpses caught with her strange snare. Hunting could only keep the young woman busy for so long, of course; not much time had passed before she felt the urge to wander the corridors.
Athletic, golden body exited the cave claimed by two Kimaris children, feet following a familiar path laid out for homes of the Anathema wolves (or in the case of herself and Citlali, Anathema coyotes). She'd explored the caves in the past, but couldn't get enough of the construction. Naniko had explained that the structure beneath the ground had been there when the pack was founded, yet she thought it was impossible. Nature did lots of things, but making homes for the lost was not one of them. Someone had to have created the winding set of caverns.
Fiery eyes glanced into empty rooms, half-expecting bodies to be within; she was disappointed each time. Her addition to Anathema had lead her to meet few. Alaki, Naniko, Theodore, Selene. It wasn't enough for her tastes, as she expected more from what was considered family. She had known all of her family that lived in the confines of Eterne. She wanted the same thing in the subterranean pack.
Passing a nearly empty home, she paused; the golden fur of another creature caught her gaze and brought the subtle curiosity back into her mind. Another wolf, but with features unknown to wolf kind. His fur was akin to her own. Something about the boy was not the same as others of the pack. Without caution, she approached the home, moving into the entrance easily and resting a hand upon rocky wall. No words came in greeting, though she did not lift her eyes from his body. Only a soft clearing of her throat gave her presence away apart from a new scent on the air.
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