04-15-2009, 05:37 PM
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She had been trying to visit the other packlands lately, to get a feel of how everybody else in the family was doing, and had discovered a short time earlier that Iskata was no longer a member of Phoenix Valley and that she had passed away. She had never been terribly close to Iskata, as the wolf had been absent for most of her puppyhood and then off-and-on during her early adulthood, but it was still a hit that she hadn't been expecting to take. It had been her adopted sibling Naniko that had told her, the quiet day that she had gone to Crimson Dreams. Ember was a natural busybody, though, and after the inital shock and sadness she had been able to work through her feelings by going through her normal schedule, just like always.
When she did move and come out of the brush, the first thing that she noticed wasn't Dawali himself but the leather bags that lay on the ground beside him. She was carrying a load too, but hers wasn't nearly as heavy as those bags looked. And they were in a backpack. "Hey, Dawali. Whatcha up to?" She looked up from the leather bags. "You need some help carrying stuff?"
She had been trying to visit the other packlands lately, to get a feel of how everybody else in the family was doing, and had discovered a short time earlier that Iskata was no longer a member of Phoenix Valley and that she had passed away. She had never been terribly close to Iskata, as the wolf had been absent for most of her puppyhood and then off-and-on during her early adulthood, but it was still a hit that she hadn't been expecting to take. It had been her adopted sibling Naniko that had told her, the quiet day that she had gone to Crimson Dreams. Ember was a natural busybody, though, and after the inital shock and sadness she had been able to work through her feelings by going through her normal schedule, just like always.
When she did move and come out of the brush, the first thing that she noticed wasn't Dawali himself but the leather bags that lay on the ground beside him. She was carrying a load too, but hers wasn't nearly as heavy as those bags looked. And they were in a backpack. "Hey, Dawali. Whatcha up to?" She looked up from the leather bags. "You need some help carrying stuff?"