In vain I looked to find the [p]romised turning
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Private for Mel/Jazper <3 Forward dated to the 15th Smile Sorry if it's a bit... wibbly wording- wise.
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It was late morning, the sun was slowly creeping towards its highest noontime peak, but it was not quite there yet, it seemed in no hurry to move any faster than the sluggish pace that it was currently moving at, it was lower then it would have been in the summertime, but still it was warming, especially after the rain of the previous evening. The lands had been damp this morning, the dawn had brought cool dew with it, but also a faint smattering of rain, drizzle more than proper rain, it had stopped at last and the sun seemed to be attempting to dry off the sodden grass. The morning was fairly warm for an Autumn day, clouds were dotted here and there across the bright blue sky, but they were not hindering the sun's warming effects luckily. A sable shape was moving across the wet grass, enjoying the feeling of the cool blades on her toes as she walked. It was Soran, her jade eyes scanned the landscape as she walked, noting the red and gold leaves that had fallen from the trees, littering the green grass all around her as she walked, bright dots of autumnal colour against the cool green of the grass. Soon enough the trees would once again be bare, but some were stoically clinging to their last leaves it seemed, gnarled branches holding on to the few remaining leaves. Soran had left Cour des Miracles at first light and was now making her way North once again, back to her home, but before she got all of the way there she had a stop to make. She changed her direction slightly, moving slightly more Westwards than she had been going, this would be the quickest way back to New Dawn as well, but it came with another advantage, it would take her right to Casa di Cavalieri and there was a great chance that the dark female's pale mate might be staying there.

As far as Soran knew, Jazper, her step son was still the Alpha wolf of the pack and so there was a good chance that his adoptive mother, Deuce, might have gone there. With Soran leaving the lands to hunt Blind's killer the idea had of course crossed her mind that Deuce would have tried to go looking for her. There was a chance that she had come this far South, Soran already knew that she had not made it to Cercatori d'Arte, well she had not been there for a month and a half at least, so the next logical step was that she had gone to see another son. There was a good chance that she had found her way to Casa di Cavalieri and had not left once she had. If she was feeling lonely and unwanted she might have come to be with her family, Noah was in New Dawn, but more of her sons lived in the Southern lands, this pack was in a logical place to be able to reach all of her family without having to travel too far here and there. Yes, it made sense that Soran's mate would have come here and sought a home with her adoptive son. The jade eyed lady mused over all of this as she walked, long strides moving her quickly across the lands, the canvas satchel that she wore bouncing against her hip as she walked, the brightly coloured feathers that were decorating her mane had survived getting wet quite well and had fluffed up once again, they were fluttering about as she moved. Once the lady caught the scent of the pack she slowed to a halt, knowing that she was now within throwing distance of the pack's borders. There was only one wolf that she wished to speak to at this moment in time and so she raised her dark head, her powerful jaws opening as she let out a long howl, followed by a call of "Jazper? Jazper are you here?". Once she had done this she stretched out her long limbs and waited patiently.





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