Come away with innocence & leave me with my sins

Rio Marino · 05-27-2012, 01:46 PM

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Word Count :: 781 || Points: 7 I wasn't aware that Grand Lake was claimed until after I was done writing this... So, we'll assume that the scents around the lake aren't strong enough to tell her its part of a pack yet? PM me if you have a problem with this...

After just coming home from the area a few weeks ago, Rio found herself here again. She was in her lupus form, fit for traveling a faster way. She probably would have done better in her Secui form, but for some reason she never wanted to be in that form. Maybe it was too muscly for her; either way, she didn’t feel comfortable in it and so avoided it at all costs. She ran most of the way, stopping for short breaks in between and walking. She was just passing New Dawn, and passed Sunflower Sunsets just a little while ago. She remembered the peculiar male she met there, Alexander. He wasn’t much to remember, but since she was passing by she remembered him. Then the other male she met in New Dawn by the church. The owl sat on her back that attacked her that day. He was loyal to her now, and she didn’t know why. The bird was great, and pretty heavy for a bird, but he enjoyed the whole journey carefully perched on Rio’s back, and flew behind her when she ran.

Rio was careful when passing packs, and didn’t get too close to their borders. She didn’t feel like dealing with any run-ins today. She just wanted to get as far West as she could and enjoy a stay there for a little while. It was early afternoon on her seventh day of travel. The sun was beaming down, which caused her tongue to loll out of her mouth. She was hot and tired, but she wouldn’t stop to rest just yet. When she got wherever her feet would take her, then she would rest as much as she wanted.

After about an hour of walking, she switched into high gear again and began to run. She felt good knowing that running was clearing her mind, giving her more muscles, and getting her to wherever she was going faster. The owl hooted in protest, but followed after her, flying with its huge wingspan. She had yet to name him, and didn’t exactly know what he should be called. She wondered if getting to know the animal would bring her closer to finding a name for him… Or would a name just come to her, and the bird would live up to it?

Before she knew it, she was pretty far West and she could barely walk anymore. She came to a huge lake, bent down and lapped some water from it. The owl perched back on her back again. When she was done drinking water, she looked around to what she could see of whatever was around it. To the north, there weren’t many trees- the humans must’ve gotten to them. And to the side she was closest to, there were houses. Some of them were in pretty bad shape, and some were acceptable. She slowly walked along the shoreline of the lake, looking for a decent house she could sleep in for a few hours. The fifth house that she passed looked like the best one yet, and the door wasn’t closed. So, she padded up the stairs and into the house, pushing the door as much closed as it would go. It was a two story house, and what upstairs looked like, she didn’t want to know. Downstairs looked like it would let her sleep for a few, and that was all that mattered.

Rio picked the comfier couch, and sprawled out across it. The owl perched itself on the back of another couch across the room. His big yellow eyes watched over her as she fell into a well needed deep sleep. The animal kept his big eyes on her, not moving from the couch the whole time. His hearing was awesome, and he would know when someone was coming from a long distance away..

Rio was woken up five hours later by the owl. He kept hooting in her ear, somehow making his way to the back of the couch she was sleeping on. She growled deeply at it, but the owl kept hooting. She didn’t smell anything out of the ordinary, but the bird was persistent. She rose from the couch, and it stopped. She stretched, yawned, and squeezed out of the door. She walked out onto the porch, and sat on the end of the steps with the owl closely behind her. He perched himself on the banister of the porch and looked out into the sunset. Rio lay down on the porch, but stayed awake. She looked out over the lake, just watching life as it got ready for nightfall. She would have to hunt soon, but not yet.

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