just jealous cause we're young & in love

Clover Love Lykoi · 01-03-2011, 12:01 PM

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Thanks for the thread! I'll go ahead and archive this. Big Grin SSWM: 501

Her simple one word answer raised some question in Clover. Had Nayru been expecting Clover to respond differently? She wouldn’t have been surprised, since Inferni after all had its reputation. Clover had been lucky to not see much of the horror. Since the land of coyotes was at relative peace with its surrounding packs, Clover had been spared the sight of war. Unlike her sisters, who had shown up in the midst of battle something during the summer, Clover had arrived in the fall when the raging of war had finally come to an end. She could only hope that in her time here, she would not come to witness any of the fighting.

Of course, aside from the fighting there was still things that characterized Inferni as the least of friendly places. Their skull marked border, for one, only attributed to the biases people already held against them. Perhaps Clover couldn’t really blame them. She had never really felt a deep connection to the clan. At least, not in the same way she had to Juniper Peace. And yet, it was were her family resided, and so it seemed the only logical place for her to stay at the moment. Had things with Harlowe worked out, perhaps she would have considered moving into Dahlia de Mai. But as it was, it seemed the Dahlian boy had moved on and Clover was left with nothing more than an armful of books.

"Oh yes, it was very nice to meet you too, hun. Thanks for the help," She hugged the books closer to her chest, letting one arm cradle them there while her free hand went to brush away loose burnt ochre strands that had fallen to obscure her vision. Tucking them back, the white headband became more visible. "Well, have yourself a lovely day," Clover concluded, turning then to head back where she had come from. The disappointment of not being able to locate the boy hung thick in a cloud around her, but she tried to remain slightly positive if at all possible. Just because Harlowe wasn’t in Dahlia de Mai, didn’t mean that he wasn’t close by. There could still be the chance that she could come across him again (perhaps near the last place they had seen on another) and give him his gifts then.

A slight sigh escaped past parted teeth, and Clover left the border of the wolf pack behind her. The trek back to Inferni’s lands would not take long, and yet she didn’t feel the need to rush home either. Her heart was heavy, and perhaps she’d find herself taking a rest from her trek home along the shore, and maybe she’d crack open one of the books to read the beginning lines of the story it held, the stories she had wanted to give to Harlowe. Most intriguing, of course, was the mint colored book with the golden script written along the front. Perhaps she dive into the world of Lolita after all.

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