04-13-2011, 05:22 PM
Delilah couldn't stand it. The whole point of joining the pack was so that she didn't have to live alone. The white wolfdog was haunted with Vespar's memory constantly. She had shoved aside her greif, tried to ignore the feelings. They had no place in a strong wolfdog's heart. She had managed to act fine for a while, with the goals of joining and exploring the pack in mind, but now she could see that, without a goal or a companion, she was beginning to grieve for Vespar. Her mate had only died a month ago, in early March, and she could only ignore her feelings for so long.
She had left Dahlia de Mai's territory for a brisk walk. It was an overcast and dreary afternoon, which matched her mood well. With her empty shortbow in hand, Delilah Grace walked through Ethreal Eclipse. She knew that she was nearing the borders of another pack, but she was far from trespassing. She only wanted to walk, focus on movement and looking around unfamiliar land. Anything to take her mind off of Vespar.
She had left Dahlia de Mai's territory for a brisk walk. It was an overcast and dreary afternoon, which matched her mood well. With her empty shortbow in hand, Delilah Grace walked through Ethreal Eclipse. She knew that she was nearing the borders of another pack, but she was far from trespassing. She only wanted to walk, focus on movement and looking around unfamiliar land. Anything to take her mind off of Vespar.