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The spirit guide journey had taken him longer than expected. Seclusion had not suited the male and living outside Aniwaya even less so. For a week straight he had stayed alone in Ethereal Eclipse, cursing the snow and slush and his lack of a proper den until moving on through the Shattered Coast and finally into Halifax. It was there in one of the many homes on the outskirt of the city he had found her. Sitting calmly on the stoop, her tail flicking easily back and forth and one paw raised, rubbing clean her tiny face. Surprised Leland recalled his conversation with Haven, his confession that if not a canine he wished to be feline, although he had never seen the once domestic cat alive. Leland had not thought they still existed in these lands, having moved on to warmer climates and away from the large canine predators that could so easily hunt them down. Yet here she was, and she smiled at him slyly.
“It took you long enough to find me Leland” The sweet voice mewed up at him, a low purr followed. The mismatched eyes widened at the tiny creature, small enough to fit in his open palm. "I didn’t expect..." The husky stammered and then felt foolish. He was such an oddity, a remnant of the human world. His kind had been once domesticated. Why not his spirit guide then? He had been wrong to expect a hawk or a horse like those of the other tribe members. So she was not of the flesh, but his spirit guide. His journey come to an end. The multi-colored kitten stood, stretched lazily and strode over to him, looking up as if to ask “where now boss?”
So he had returned home that day, and as he strode into Aniwaya, silently padding after him the calico kitten kept up effortlessly, her tiny tail stretched up towards the sky and bent just at the very tip. The sun beat down upon the two and finally coming near the horse barn Leland stopped to sit a while and rest, her eyes dancing over the kitten and her own odd colored eyes, green and blue. Letting out a sigh he smiled at the cat, Pixie as she had introduced herself, and leaned back against the barn, listening to the horses within. "Well, this is home."
The spirit guide journey had taken him longer than expected. Seclusion had not suited the male and living outside Aniwaya even less so. For a week straight he had stayed alone in Ethereal Eclipse, cursing the snow and slush and his lack of a proper den until moving on through the Shattered Coast and finally into Halifax. It was there in one of the many homes on the outskirt of the city he had found her. Sitting calmly on the stoop, her tail flicking easily back and forth and one paw raised, rubbing clean her tiny face. Surprised Leland recalled his conversation with Haven, his confession that if not a canine he wished to be feline, although he had never seen the once domestic cat alive. Leland had not thought they still existed in these lands, having moved on to warmer climates and away from the large canine predators that could so easily hunt them down. Yet here she was, and she smiled at him slyly.
“It took you long enough to find me Leland” The sweet voice mewed up at him, a low purr followed. The mismatched eyes widened at the tiny creature, small enough to fit in his open palm. "I didn’t expect..." The husky stammered and then felt foolish. He was such an oddity, a remnant of the human world. His kind had been once domesticated. Why not his spirit guide then? He had been wrong to expect a hawk or a horse like those of the other tribe members. So she was not of the flesh, but his spirit guide. His journey come to an end. The multi-colored kitten stood, stretched lazily and strode over to him, looking up as if to ask “where now boss?”
So he had returned home that day, and as he strode into Aniwaya, silently padding after him the calico kitten kept up effortlessly, her tiny tail stretched up towards the sky and bent just at the very tip. The sun beat down upon the two and finally coming near the horse barn Leland stopped to sit a while and rest, her eyes dancing over the kitten and her own odd colored eyes, green and blue. Letting out a sigh he smiled at the cat, Pixie as she had introduced herself, and leaned back against the barn, listening to the horses within. "Well, this is home."