[ooc] -- i thought you'd be there.
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holding daisies, counting stars. -- [bic]
The land was full of interesting areas, lush fields, shadowy forests, ghostly buildings, and the tiny harbor. This place had it all. There was a nice contrast between the abandon towns and the wild vegetation that was slowly reclaiming what the humans had left behind. So very beautiful in a tragic sort of way; this was once the home of a pack of humans long since dead, how ironic that it was the promise land for Colibri and herself. If the humans saw it now they would see their town in ruins, nothing more than rumble. It would be fitting that they had been chased from their own homes by a fierce fire, fled a land no longer worth living in, only to claim what another species would find unfit. It was perfect, exquisite. It would one day belong to them.
Maybe more will come. The fantasy was appealing, there was no doubt about that. If they could find others willing to join them, all of them could start something of their very own. A home. Though they had smelt others’ scents on their journey here, they had not run into anyone else. Cercelee thought that most likely, everyone else had found their families, friends, someone else to cling to. They probably were already filing themselves away, staking claims on other lands, renaming themselves. Maybe the packs were reforming, maybe Clouded Tears had all found each other. Perhaps Colibri and Cercelee were the only two that were lost.
That was alright by her. For the time being anyway. Cercelee was sure that within a couple more days she would begin to run across others, everyone just needed to get over the shock, readjust themselves. Until then, she was content to have Colibri. Childish, weak? It wasn’t either of those that drove Cercelee to follow the older female. Grown, she knew she was, knew she’d do fine on her own, she had never felt more self strength in her life really. It was a hunger, for her friend and mother and for anyone really. Hungry for company, for compassion, for kindness. Colibri would feed her all those things. Sweet and sugary came Colibri’s words, her presences was delicious.
We’ll be alright on our own for a while. Although she meant those words, the hunger was bottomless, she wanted others to come, to fill her up.
