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Date: April 15, 2012Setting: Wentworth Valley Time: Around Noon Character Form: Optime Mood: Joyful |
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The last few days had been filled with absolute joy. It had been so long since Jaden had found himself as happy as he was around X’yrin. Even with his fresh injuries and his inability to shift forms with them impeding their progress, they had reached Ichika in a reasonable time. It had taken a lot out of the wanderer though. He did his best not to show it but he was exhausted and his limbs ached uncomfortably from carrying their kill day after day. It would be nice to relax once they finished their journey and the end was so close.
A multitude of emotions seeped into him when they crossed the stale border of Ichika. Pain for the loss of so many, fondness for the land he knew so well, and a slight curiosity at the smell of new pack members were only a few. But mostly he felt confliction. He shouldn’t be standing where he was now. He shouldn’t be welcome in these lands after shaming the peace it stood for so vigorously. The only force that propelled him farther into the land was his beautiful friend. She had offered to tend to his wounds and given him time to enjoy her presence for helping her slay the feline that was now slung heavily over his shoulder. He felt it was a generous bargain on her end.
He would not stay. His pride, honor, and love for the pack wouldn’t allow it. He was dangerous and nothing outweighed the fear that he could do more damage than good to this place he loved so much. He let his friend lead and let his tail sway low. She was the Alpha, the Shepard of Ichika now. She deserved respect and he would give it. He was only a lone wolf after all. Only a guest on these beautiful lands.
When they entered the familiar grass of Wentworth Valley Jaden spoke to get the attention of his friend, Where are we headed, my friend? I’m eager to drop this fowl beast for good. He shifted the body from one shoulder to the other in a vain attempt to stay comfortable. There were many other questions that stirred through him as he observed the empty land, but he left all information he would get to what his friend wanted to share. He knew it to be a sore subject for her and wanted nothing less than to depress her mood.
Jaden does. Jaden speaks. Jaden thinks.
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