How does the 13th of Sept. sound? c: Btw, I love Forrest Gump, lol. <3
Nothing much has change, Alyssum thought as she walked through the forest at a slow, comfortable pace, nausea draping her mind as she looked upon the familiar territory. Ever since she heard the rumor of a snowstorm, she expected some alteration from what she knew of the land, but the dense trees were alive as ever. Darius, the bird perching on her shoulder, started to flutter his wings nervously, also recalling this place with a less fond memory. “Shh, it’s okay, nothing is going to hurt you,” the coywolf whispered to the falcon while stroking his small head with a finger, trying to comfort him and get his mind off of what was troubling him; she knew that somewhere near here was where she found him, wounded, with a broken wing. She had always assumed it was some other bird, and most likely by now it would have been long gone.
“Go find yourself something to eat, and go back to the camp,” she suggested to the bird, and with a shrug of her shoulder, Darius flew off, pulling himself above the trees and out of sight. She had dropped off what belongings she had at a small clearing which she stayed at last night, where her horse was as well, and she had pointed out to the animal that it was “camp” before they left for their walk. Knowing fully well that the falcon was going to be fine now, Alyssum continued walking, choosing a random direction to venture. Despite the long time span that went by when she last visited the woodland, and because it seemed untouched, it was still recognizable and the hybrid wouldn’t get lost.
A few moments, maybe five minutes, passed in silence, so when she heard the soft footsteps of something, she knew it wasn’t a small animal. Quietly, she sauntered forward, and before long she came to what was making the noise; another Luperci, with some odd wooden form in his hands that he was shaping. She approached the male from behind, observing the sculpture. “What are making there?” Alyssum asked, still peering over his shoulder; she was oblivious to the fact that she might have spooked the wolf with her sudden appearance.
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