In The End
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Upon arriving in Nova Scotia far from her home in Ireland across the great sea, Kael had been the inspiration that led Alae Sidhe to the borders of Dahlia de Mai. There was something the snowy white owl sensed about this particular geographic location in which he flew and directed the rogue pair, and never once did the Sidhe doubt his sense of direction once. Strange how they had not been acquainted for that long, and how a barrier of silence kept them from otherwise communicating words and emotions. Still, there was something felt within Kael that Alae deeply believed there was an unspoken connection, an understanding, a sense of personal guidance. Kael's judgement had been right all along, and was thus a sacred tool for herself for guidance. The AniWaya would call something like Kael a Spirit Guide, but Kael to Alae was almost like a kindred spirit to her; a sibling of a different blood.


The Wahrer had been diligent on clearing the vineyards in order to begin the production of Dahlian wine. It was a newfound skill untapped, and Alae was eager to learn the trade of something else alongside baptiste and aromatherapy. Also assisting in reviving many of the ruined structures from the past winter, it was in Nayru's aspirations to bring a breath of life back in Dahlia de Mai. However, there was a sordid past that Alae herself didn't seem to understand or very well much know, and during the time of construction there was a new transformation upon the horizon. Ever since her arrival, the Sidhe had been quietly practicing deep bouts of meditation through the late evenings, praying to the essence of Mother Nature to bring clarity and serenity to all who inhabited the Dahlian borders and the Earth herself. Perhaps this sudden transformation was an answer to her silent musings.


Summoned to the town square circle of Wolfville, there was already a gathering well put in place. Nayru was the first to be noticed, but beside her an individual she wasn't acquainted with. Alae happened to arrive right after the group of familiar faces came, coming in at the beginning of Nayru's announcement. She didn't get the opportunity to pass a glance and smile to those she knew for Nayru had already began talking (though her eyes did look twice over Jaden, to which her wounded friend from the beach was present in their circle, and was surprised in the moment to see him). Kael, perched upon her shoulders, surveyed the crowd around them as Alae's ears attentively listened, and sky blue eyes widened when she spoke of Dahlia de Mai becoming no more. No more? Her heart skipped a beat in puzzlement, but wasn't entirely anxious to know Nayru would up and leave a thing to be shattered in memory. Explaining who Razekiel was beside her, Alae briefly knew little about Phoenix Valley, but there was a merged of two forces happening in this moment. Dahlia held a violent history that sparked curiosity, and it was sure thing that the reputation would be forever difficult to come out of if Dahlia continued. Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, this was the right thing to do.


A promise that the new lands were much richer in resources than Dahlia, there was a sense of sadness to reign in Alae's heart once knowing Dahlia would be no more. It was time short lived, but time that was well spent in the beauty of these lands. It would forever be her first true home upon Nova Scotia, but the prospect of new and better lay ahead, and it was something Alae couldn't turn away. It might have felt more proper to be bitter about the work put in to clear the vineyards to leave them to Nature to take hold of again, but Alae couldn't feel anger for such a thing. She looked at it as doing a favor while she was here, for Nature to better manage the vineyards and perhaps prosper without the help of Luperci. Her head nodded in agreement, whole heartedly, that change would forever be inevitable. It was the very rule of life, for change happened every single day around them. There had only been but two individuals Alae didn't know that didn't want to follow this new reign of peace, while those familiar faces around her pledged to follow. Alae and Kael had but no choice, for they would not abandon the few they grew close to over the last several moons. "Go where the water and wind may take us, we'll follow you. Peace has been what we've wanted all along, even if it is sought elsewhere." The decision was made, not on a whim, but one of genuine certainty. Their future looked bright and full of prospect, and already was Alae going through her mind with the packing needing to be done back at her den site to prepare for the migration.


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