Nightquest

[Kol Stormbringer]

OOC: No table cuz I'm at work and it's easier for me without it. XD This will be set about two days after Kol was accepted into Dahlia, and since she was actually accepted OUTSIDE the packlands by Cer near Twilight Vale, I've made it so she only flitted over there that night to familiarize herself with where DDM is. The remainder of her time has been spent exploring, mostly around the bay until today. So she knows nothing of the war with Inferni at this point, and shouldn't really smell like Dahlia, at least not more than someone spending time NEAR the packlands would. Also, since I already said that she finds out about the Inferni conflict directly before her scouting mission with Haku, would it be alright if any mention of the two packs is left out here? ^^ Much love for my Zero! *glomps*

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What a night. The sun had set hours ago, bringing the somewhat humid and sticky day to a fitting close. The night, however, was far cooler and full of the life that the muggy day had tried to subdue. Kol stood beneath the green towers of the forest, which in turn stood beneath a beautiful and cloudless midnight sky. The silvery moon, known to Kol's family as the Packmother, gazed down at her children in a sideways smile that illuminated everything she touched. Countless numbers of stars sparkled down between the enormous leaves that sheltered the forest, and the Stormbringer girl sighed happily beneath them. Night was her supreme element, and not just because her dark coat for which she was named made her a seemless part of that night. The young shewolf just loved the dark, the moon, the quiet stillness that was at the same time so full of animated life. The sweet taste of the nightwind filled her lungs with a joy unmatched by much else, and her violet eyes seemed more alive beneath the moon. The female wasn't exactly nocturnal; she spent just as much time in daylight as in darkness, but the cool nights were far easier on her black fur than the bright, suffocating sunlight.


With the onset of night came a calmness the girl could never reach during the day. It was in those shadowed hours that she felt completely at peace with herself, content to simply exist and let her mind wander. Tonight her thoughts were on her family, and how sad her grandfather would be when he knew of the fate of his old homeland. Then again, perhaps he wouldn't be as sad as she thought. After all, he'd come to establish a strong family and respected pack with his mate Surind, and it would hardly seem that echoes of his past could shake that happiness and accomplishment from his mind. The same was probably true for her distant grandaunt and uncle as well, for the two of them had done the same with their lives. It was the way things flowed. The only thing constant in life is change.


Kol had spent most of the past two days on the shores of the Bay of Fundy, but earlier in the afternoon her recently wounded shoulder had started to throb and burn up a bit. Knowing she couldn't clean the injuries in the waters of the bay, the ebony female had turned her feet to the southeast, heading farther inland in search of the lake at the southern end of the Arachnea territory. The salty taste of the ocean still clung to her fur as she loped along through the forest, its distinct scent mingling with her own as she made her way deeper into the woods. Ignoring her throbbing shoulder for most of the way, the girl's good spirits began drawing a tune from her throat, and she hummed softly as she walked, ears twitching this way and that for signs of any large non-deerlike animals that might be in the territory. Her shoulder bore the marks of a bear already, she didn't need to accidentally happen upon something else in a foul mood. The night was too serene for senseless bloodshed.

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