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She could hear it calling her. Literally beckoning for her to fall prey to its tantalizing allure. It did not help at all that her companion was for the she-wolf succumbing to her wants, teetering along the border of home and the wild. Her time spent from the pack had only just passed and now she desired nothing more than to return to the wild and strange. She did not intend to renounce her responsibilities, not so soon after becoming part of a whole. However she did long to toughen her paws again on the winding path. To trek across sharp stick and stone til her pads swelled with blisters and she was forced to rest within Nature's bosom. It was a craving slowly eating away at her.
She was naked within nature. No kills or armor to decorate her frame only her blessed hide made pale gold under the faint moonlight. She fancied herself to be alone with the world quiet, asleep around her. Not even her nameless companion dared disturb the entrancing silence. She stood with her back to the sunflower border of Ichika, Optime muzzle delicately poised skyward with song. It was the plead of a restless soul for deliverance; for a swift and satisfying reprieve from the torment she had dealt upon herself. Why she felt she could so easily detach herself from what she knew was beyond her. Leaving her traveling band was not nearly as difficult as remaining stationary.
The Nomad harbored no regrets, but wants... desire. Such a peaceful community encapsulated by love for the other. No torment, nor struggle. Only so much could she bare before the restless part of her wanted out, to taste danger... to be a part of the world that demanded only her fittest abilities. She wanted part of that world again... if only for a moment.