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[/html]Since meeting Theodore, Tayui had chosen to remain in the eastern lands. It was a two-day journey to return to AniWaya at a moderate pace and she was in no hurry to return. She was unsure why this was; perhaps she had simply been struck with wanderlust like she had after Shadowed Sun disbanded. However, since Noir’s death, AniWaya no longer felt like home. She didn’t feel at home in her own skin and it was an awkward feeling not knowing where she belonged.
She had not been here for what felt like years. And in fact, it was over two years since Shadowed Sun had been real. Now, it felt like a dream. Pilot was gone and she had valued their friendship so highly that it hurt to know she was no longer in contact with him. Wolves she had once known were now just memories. Knowing the curse of ‘Souls was real and that luperci came and went as they saw fit made everything so much harder to bear. Perhaps she could have accepted that Noir had left, never to return, like her sister. But knowing she was dead made it too real. It made her blood burn with vengeance. It was this fire that now possessed her that made it difficult to return to AniWaya. She did not want Dawali to see her like this.
She approached the edge of the sands and was surprised to see another individual. She had clearly been so lost in her thoughts that she had not even registered his scent. She wondered if he was a part of the group Theodore was with – he had many other wolves’ scents on him. Perhaps this creature was one of them, too.
“Hello,” she called out once she was closer. She stood, unflinchingly in the wind wondering who this wolf was. His scent was unfamiliar, but now that she was closer, she could tell he was from Phoenix Valley and had been for a long time.