06-13-2008, 01:45 AM
Nella hadn't had any luck in the wolf packs. Each that she'd seen and spoken to didn't know Deuce. It was rather dispiriting, actually. But she kept going. As she wandered, she came across the human city of halifax. She'd never heard of it before, but figured it was worth taking a look-see. So here she was now, wandering. And wandering. And wandering some more. It was fascinating; as interesting as the human city of Dublin had been. She'd loved Dublin; she missed it now.
She missed home something fierce, really. But the Lightpaw Tribe was no more. They'd relocated to ireland to try and flourish, and had only furthered their dying. father had tried to tell them that, but they didn't listen to their Baird. And then it was too late, father had died, and mother just days behind. Which had left her to the stars and fickle lady fate. It was okay, she supposed. She didn't mind wandering, really. just as father had never minded wandering.
She missed home something fierce, really. But the Lightpaw Tribe was no more. They'd relocated to ireland to try and flourish, and had only furthered their dying. father had tried to tell them that, but they didn't listen to their Baird. And then it was too late, father had died, and mother just days behind. Which had left her to the stars and fickle lady fate. It was okay, she supposed. She didn't mind wandering, really. just as father had never minded wandering.