Mido, near the borders <3
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Sam had to clear things. Take away that note of confusion from her whole sense of being. Rain wasn't there very often. Their last embrace had been long ago, and everything had been so confusing. Had the man stopped loving her? Had he grown bored with all her attempts to win him over? All she knew was: she had to get away for a while. Quinn had stayed back, content with exploring about the pack. And that was alright in the dainty female's eyes. All she seemed to need was herself at the moment. What had she possibly done wrong?
She had woken early that morning, slipped out of the room as Rain slept. He didn't need to know where she was going, and Sanmi didn't even know if he cared now. Blue eyes were clouded, confused and bewildered with all the choices that had been made. His choices. Never did she truly want to leave Anathema. It had been home, and stay did the girl want. A horse seemed ready for her near the stables, it was Rain's. Pulling herself steadily to the saddle, the lean girl kicked its flank and rode away in the growing daylight. The kids were grown, could do what they liked. And she--Basically was alone. There was friends in Anathema, strongly dwelling inside the cave system. Home. Truly her place, back there...Casa, it was so different. So strange and new. Nothing like the caves, nothing like the warm, amber-lit rooms she liked to find herself in. Rain was the family man. What choices did she truly hold? Other than saying and promising that his next litter was to be his? Gem-like aqua eyes kept wetting as she blinked, making her way north towards Home. What Sam missed most was the pack. Faces of those she knew, Mido. Naniko. Others she missed, others that were not forgotten.
After a while of quiet, undisturbed treading with the massive horse, she reached the borders. A sense of melancholy reached the slender wolf, bright eyes filling. Small pink-padded hands curled into fists, hating that she wasn't holding any claim to this land as a home, rather as a place to visit. She slipped down from the horse's flank, rushing to the scented borders. Immediately, a long call sounded from her muzzle. Calling anyone--Just anyone to hear her. Sam quietly brushed a long, black strand of red-streaked hair from her cloudy eyes. "Hello?"
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