Word Count → 000 :: Evening in the Village. New friends?
Settling into AniWaya was looking to be a bit harder than originally anticipated. Even with Maska gone, Teo still got the occasional stare for his obvious hybridism from some of the once-supporter types. He and Gemma had settled into one of the recently abandoned dens in the village, Camilla taking up residence nearby but on her own, Carissa keeping her company. That left Teo with a surprising amount of free time.
Gemma was still recovering from her upset back in Anathema, the night they'd left. That meant Teo spent time teaching her basic things; hints and tips when it came time to hunt, walking around the village and learning what they could from passer-bys and Claudius on the off chance that the boy had time and patience for them.
Teo had left early that evening, for a walk around the village, mostly to clear his head, but also to assit in case someone wanted some help with something.
He walked along, clad in winter clothes (his fur offered little protection to the elements during the winter, so a well-knit sweater, thick denim jeans, his leather boots and of course, a scarf), humming a gentle tune under his breath. His mother's lullaby to him as a child, always a reminder of home. I suppose... this is home now.
His mind wandered as he looked around at the village, walking along the main road. The scents here were so different from Anathema. Cleaner. Sweeter. Healthy and oddly calming, despite the recent war. Tension could still be felt around the senior members whenever Teo came around, but he supposed it was expected.
He was a stranger tying to make a home in a foreign place. Again.
"Hopefully this will be the last time." He murmured to himself, tucking his hands into his pockets and sighing tiredly.
