02-08-2009, 11:20 PM
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DaVinci had told her to visit but she hadn’t given the suggestion much thought until, by chance, she had wandered near to Phoenix Valley. Given the opportunity Cercelee had once again taken to wandering. Most her free time was eaten up by Slay, what little free time she had. The white lady felt sorry for the male, having hooked up with one of Dahlia’s busiest females, but she had warned him going into this relationship the demands the pack placed on her. All the same he had agreed to it and that left him alone a lot of the time as she attended to her daily duties. Yet on this day she had been unable to find him, returning to the church after a quick border patrol and not wishing to hang around the empty home she had took off, letting her feet lead the way. Now, so close to the territories of Phoenix Valley she recalled the visit of DaVinci, though she knew finding her had never been his intention. Just as finding Iskata along the borders hadn’t been exactly Cer’s intention. It was coincidence that just as she had been thinking about the female her figure materialized in the distance. Unhurried Cer came up, slowly, as she remembered some of DaVinci’s words. Iskata was not herself, she had lost her sight, and the white lady did not intend to startle the elder. She gave the women ample time to catch her scent before she spoke. Iskata?  |