01-10-2009, 07:42 PM
He knew damned well he had no reason to be sitting upon their doorstep but so long he'd waited for Ryan to appear again like out of a dream and yet she hadn't shown since the day she'd come to Phoenix Valley. Things had changed in his pack and now there was little to no reason why she wouldn't be welcome in the lands. He knew his mother had been upset by the very name of the woman and he wondered just why but he hadn't questioned her further after the explosion she'd had. Atleast she hadn't flat out told her to leave the lands. Iskata might not hold any real rank in the pack anymore but they all still held her world and requestin high regards, atleast those that knew who she really was. He doubted that the new packmates even know that once she'd been the leader of their pack, not some elder grouchy muttering fool like she'd turned into lately.
His stormy orbs flickered towards the edge of the lands, he'd been worried lately since Zana had disappeared but the pack had seen hide nor hair of her, nothing to say that she was alive or dead. He still had hope that the girl had found refuge in one of the other packs and they just hadn't learned where she was yet. He wished that he knew what had happened to the girl but nothing had been learned just yet. DaVinci could remember when he'd sent her out of the cottage with fresh ribbons round her tail, that determined mischievious look in those lavender eyes as she scampered across the snow and towards the barnyard. She hadn't come back since and he'd lost her trail just outside the packlands as the snow had begun to fall thick that night.
He closed his eyes as a sigh fluttered in his chest before opening them once more and staring at the clanlands that began on the edge of the dampwoods. He wondered just who Zana's father was as she stared into the lands that warned away everything that may even smell of wolf. Iskata wouldn't have chosen a male from Inferni but there was little else they could figure out. She never spoke of Zana's father to them but it was obvious by her name that she'd so relations to the clan. That wasn't the reason for his journey now but he could try and find out if Ryan was around.
His stormy orbs flickered towards the edge of the lands, he'd been worried lately since Zana had disappeared but the pack had seen hide nor hair of her, nothing to say that she was alive or dead. He still had hope that the girl had found refuge in one of the other packs and they just hadn't learned where she was yet. He wished that he knew what had happened to the girl but nothing had been learned just yet. DaVinci could remember when he'd sent her out of the cottage with fresh ribbons round her tail, that determined mischievious look in those lavender eyes as she scampered across the snow and towards the barnyard. She hadn't come back since and he'd lost her trail just outside the packlands as the snow had begun to fall thick that night.
He closed his eyes as a sigh fluttered in his chest before opening them once more and staring at the clanlands that began on the edge of the dampwoods. He wondered just who Zana's father was as she stared into the lands that warned away everything that may even smell of wolf. Iskata wouldn't have chosen a male from Inferni but there was little else they could figure out. She never spoke of Zana's father to them but it was obvious by her name that she'd so relations to the clan. That wasn't the reason for his journey now but he could try and find out if Ryan was around.