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Reverence awaited to be found in the dream world again, but the journey to such lands were yet again postponed by the colossal that stood before her. Lying there in the mouth of the den looking between him and his avian escorts, she questioned silently what madness had provoked this encounter to unfold in the dead of night…and why this night did her companion animal choose to misbehave when she was clearly in no mood to tolerate it. From beneath her wild bangs she peered hard at the bird. Her lips were tightly fastened and still while the tip of her nose quivered anxiously. Watching, waiting for an explanation to an unasked question but was shared between bird and wolf.
But their stare was broken as the sound of her mate’s voice forced her attention to him. Her hidden gaze stared mildly at him with her ears perked forward as she listened, assessing the merit of his words as they were spoken. He had let her down…. Of course he had. Never had she believed she would be met with the back of her mate in abandonment, nor would she have believed he would shun her for something as infinitesimal as a ruling. Like the others that day, he would rather throw his last words at her than make an appeal to stress his actions had been for the good of the pack. Of course he had let her down…
The Nomad said nothing as she let the weight of his words fall on her completely and stir what remained in her damaged heart. And shame that what repair had been made was found in the embrace of another pack; one she felt more familiar with than this chasm riddled land she led. In the midst of her silence her form began to alter, shedding the rough appeal of the massive form to take a lengthier, more human-esque physique that seemed unnecessary for the circumstance, yet it was necessary for her. She had adopted a discipline since her time away that she saw no reason to break. And she remained silent until the last of the sinew shifted and resulted itself and she still lied within the mouth of the den with her shoulder braced against the interior as she leaned into the earthen warmth.
“You should know the ways of my people Saluce… the very people whose name you’ve adopted as your own,” she uttered quietly…tiredly. “If I wanted nothing more to do with you, I would have told you and returned the collar to you as you demanded.”