The sable female gazed around the lands with careful and calm green eyes, these lands had once been so beautiful, so lush with life and vibrancy, but now they had died away, a faded, broken version of their former self; perhaps that was what had happened to Soran, why she had felt that she always needed to be alone, there had not been a trigger for her to disappear from social interaction, maybe it had just been a case that she was fading for the winter? No, somehow she doubted that, although it did give her hope, these lands would soon enough be lush and green again, with great towering sunflowers all around, perhaps soon enough Soran herself would be like that, standing tall, her mind beautiful once again. Hopefully that would be what happened, the dark lady thought as she rubbed her eyes once again, it had been a strange few weeks, that was the core of it, everything seemed to be happening so quickly, one minute she had been a member of Crimson Dreams, the next she had been the Beta of a fledgling pack, carving out her own niche and her pack's niche in the lands. It had been a wonderful time, exhilarating, exciting, but still it had been a whirlwind of activity, it had all been such a huge change. And now Noah was in disgrace, Deuce had found a pup to care for, all in all the changes had been huge, sometimes Soran wondered what would have happened if she had never left Crimson Dreams, although the truth was she did not regret leaving, for all her need for solitude, she was very happy now, she felt needed and very valued in New Dawn. It was a good feeling. She smiled slightly to herself as she gazed out across the lands, before catching a strange sound on the wind. A dark ear turned to catch the sound, the silver hoops in her ear glittering as she did so. It seemed that someone was approaching, the sound of wheels rolling were obvious, along with the soft drumming of hooves upon the cold ground.
Soon enough a soft zephyr of the breeze blew across the lands, bringing the scent of another to her nostrils. She could not make it out at the moment, the faint whisper of Ichika hung about whoever it was, along with the scent of pregnancy, all mingled with the scent of wood and horse, clearly whoever it was was riding on some sort of cart. Soran herself had never seen the value of owning a horse, trusting her own feet more than another animals, but she did know that many wolves trusted the large four legged creatures for transport, it was a strange notion to the ebony female, but not for others. The dark female turned her head slowly to see who the owner of the strange vehicle was and the very sight shocked her. For a moment she snapped her head away, making it seem as if she had never seen the owner of the cart. A pang of guilt crossed the sable female's chest as she thought upon the pregnant female she had just seen, she had broken her heart after all, the girl had fallen in love with her and Soran had found the stirrings of the same feelings for her, but then Deuce had come home and all that had changed, she had been unable to give her heart to Charm in the end, because no matter how she tried Deuce would always own it. She gave a soft sigh as she mulled over what she had just seen, her former lover was heavily pregnant, apparently it had not taken her long to find a new mate, perhaps she had finally bowed to the pressure that her Aunt had been placing on her, the idea of settling down and having a litter. She had told Soran of her aunt not seeing why someone would love another female a while ago, perhaps that was why she was pregnant now? With careful, slow, calculated movements the sable female moved to stand, stretching her arms high above her head as she did so. Slowly she turned, her gaze falling on the pregnant calico female, she gave a weak smile and approached her slowly, her long braided mane bouncing against her spine with each step. Soon enough she stood before the younger girl, she dropped to her knees so that she could better see her.
"Charm, it has been so long, where have you been? What has happened? You're pregnant." Soran had been intending on being cool and calm when talking to her former lover, but all of this came out in a quick rush of words, she was unable to help herself.
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