10-10-2012, 04:17 PM
She'd come north to see her friend. She really missed Kiara. Being with her was fun. Dalgina was almost a full year of age now. It would only be another month to her first birthday. She should have been ecstatic over it. A whole year of age, and she was finally seeing the return of the seasons, back to the winter she'd been born in. Dalgina had loved playing in it. Everything had been good back then. Tragedy had decided to haunt the young wolf's life however, and good things had become more and more uncommon as time passed. It ached to realize it, but Dalgina had to face the truth.
Smelling Kiara Dalgina broke into a trot. She'd shifted into lupine as she'd known that was the form Kiara preferred, still oblivious to the fact that her friend wasn't a luperci. Her earrings remained, along with a couple necklaces. The rose tattoo on her left hip stung slightly. It had finally been finished, her second tattoo. She'd been careful choosing it, trying to imprint hope into her body with the action. Kiara. Dalgina's tail wagged softly, unable to muster the same enthusiasm she'd had before.
Smelling Kiara Dalgina broke into a trot. She'd shifted into lupine as she'd known that was the form Kiara preferred, still oblivious to the fact that her friend wasn't a luperci. Her earrings remained, along with a couple necklaces. The rose tattoo on her left hip stung slightly. It had finally been finished, her second tattoo. She'd been careful choosing it, trying to imprint hope into her body with the action. Kiara. Dalgina's tail wagged softly, unable to muster the same enthusiasm she'd had before.