Say it With Me Now

Zalen Damaichu · 02-09-2012, 12:52 AM

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Zalen is in Lupus.

After Zalen had escorted the little pup named Dalgina back to Ichika, he had taken some time to himself. Therefore now he had been gone from New Dawn lands for a day or so, not caring so much about the ebb and flow of time. This time alone brought back memories of a past life, one that was distant in reality but not so much in a matter of days. Once he had been a lone wolf, no care in the world save the contents of his stomach, and the contentment of his body. But he had always been destined for greater things it seemed, his paws were herded down a path he had least expected. But oh, to be free once more, for just a moment, apart from the burdens of leadership; it could be considered bliss.

Now the ebon male rested upon an outcropping in the foothills of the mountains, somewhere between Ichika land and his own. He held his regal head high, crisp green eyes scanning the immense land before him. In the distance, he could see the gray glittering line of the shore, but the rest was a dull green and white as winter still clung desperately to the land. But even now he could smell change, it floated on the breeze like a sweet perfume. Spring was coming, and with it the promise of sun and lazy days.

With a small huff Zalen went to lay his head down upon his outstretched paws, perhaps preparing to take a nap, when a beautiful call rang across the lands. It was a howl for no reason other than to belt out the caller’s contentment, and he would have enjoyed the sound and nothing more had he not recognized the voice. It was X’yrin, the leader of Ichika, for it seemed that Nayru and Razekiel no longer led, for what reason Zalen didn’t know. Zalen had gotten used to the lilt of X’y’s voice by now, and could pick her out from miles away if he had to.

With a long stretch, Zalen right himself, and bounded down gracefully from his perch to go meet her. A chance to interact with the cinnamon wolfess under positive circumstances was always a welcome thing, and he would take any chance of it he would get. Long, loping strides set him flying across the rocky, snow kissed ground and soon he could smell her upon the wind. It was not long then until she came into view, resting and having just finished her call. He came up upon her slowly, but not stealthily, and from upwind. He did not say anything in greeting, for there was nothing to say yet.

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