10-25-2011, 12:00 AM
Zana had set out across the clan's lands, her trekking finding her at the mansion that the clan had claimed. She smiled slightly at the building, she had learned to read in one of the rooms there, and in Ryan's den as well. She knew by the scent that Halo still lurked in the clan, her scent very clear and potent here in the space of the mansion. She sighed slightly and let her fingers slide along the iron of the old fence as she wandered around the property, refusing to enter the mansion, instead roaming the landscape.
Her eyes caught sight of the last of the fall roses blooming as she strolled along. She plucked a lone rose from the vine and placed it behind an ear, not even thinking what a silly act she had done. She was a woman but there was little about her that appealed to others. She could gain respect and awe but she was always a doll or a woman-child, never a woman proper in the eyes of another. It had never bothered her before, but now as time had moved on she began to realize the lonely life she lived.
Her eyes caught sight of the last of the fall roses blooming as she strolled along. She plucked a lone rose from the vine and placed it behind an ear, not even thinking what a silly act she had done. She was a woman but there was little about her that appealed to others. She could gain respect and awe but she was always a doll or a woman-child, never a woman proper in the eyes of another. It had never bothered her before, but now as time had moved on she began to realize the lonely life she lived.