11-12-2007, 11:39 AM
It was a beautiful place. She'd forgotten just how beautiful. Covered in snow, she awoke, and confirmed that the evening before had not been a dream. The lake was within her view, little flakes falling all around it, all around her. She looked straight up into the face of the sky, at the clouds, and smiled a little, remembering. She'd been so young and innocent for such a long time. She had explored other places, other worlds, and was sorry she had. No, she thought, not sorry. You had to know what was out there, and she was glad she'd seen it all, and that she could truly know now that she didn't want to see anymore. No matter how hard she tried out there, she couldn't forget where she grew up, and her last name. Sadira. And Sadiras belonged in Clouded Tears. She had begun to wonder if her home even had a Sadira at all by now, and if she could find it even if she had wanted to.
It took ages, but she found it. And Laruku. She was glad to see that he was still here. Melisande knew now that he was not truly her brother, but she had spent such a long time thinking that he was that it would always be the way she thought of him. She had yet to investigate who else was here, deciding to take everyone in one at a time. There would be new people and old people, just as there always were, and she would make it a point to become aquainted or re-aqauinted with every individual this time. Because this time, she was here to stay.
Presently, the little white wolfess got up, shaking the snow from her fur. She walked toward the frozen lake, and then stopped, looking out over it just as she had as a tiny pup, with her brother and sister, her mother, her father... her father. She looked down at her paws, wondering why he'd left.
It took ages, but she found it. And Laruku. She was glad to see that he was still here. Melisande knew now that he was not truly her brother, but she had spent such a long time thinking that he was that it would always be the way she thought of him. She had yet to investigate who else was here, deciding to take everyone in one at a time. There would be new people and old people, just as there always were, and she would make it a point to become aquainted or re-aqauinted with every individual this time. Because this time, she was here to stay.
Presently, the little white wolfess got up, shaking the snow from her fur. She walked toward the frozen lake, and then stopped, looking out over it just as she had as a tiny pup, with her brother and sister, her mother, her father... her father. She looked down at her paws, wondering why he'd left.