02-14-2009, 10:30 PM
She had only just been accepted into Phoenix Valley, but as she delved deeper into the pack's territory, Elain fell in love with their scent. The scent of her pack. The scent of brothers, sisters, mothers and fathers. The scent of her new family.
Ever since her change had forced her from her own pack, she had been searching for acceptance. Despite her previously unremarkable life, she had been fairly stable in the scheme of things, and she had been included. It was the loss of this intimacy that scared her most. It scared her more than running into him again. However, even that fear dropped as she walked forward; into her future, her new life, and the pack lands.
Birds chirruped happily around her as she trotted in her lupus form. After her meeting with Jefferson and her transformation, she had remained in her luperci form for the majority of her trek towards the pack. Her senses were sharper that way, and she had used them to ascertain the location of the wolves easier. Once she had grown closer to their local, her normal nose would handle it. Fluffy cotton candy clouds drifted lazily through the sky as the sun beat down, causing today to be one of those late winter days of warmth. Soon flowers would be poking their multicolored heads through the snow, filling the prarie type lands.
Once there, she would pluck them and plait them into her blonde hair. Elain had to admit, she was growing to be more and more fond of her luperci form. She loved being able to manipulate things with her hands, to pick things up and use them. But most of all, she loved her hair. As vain as it seemed, she honestly treasured it. As a normal wolf she was unimpressive both in body and personality, but the blonde hair she could change to set her apart. She had even seen luperci that had dyed theirs in unique colors. Then again, she had seen many luperci that chose that form for almost all of their activities and had assimilated into a more human lifestyle for their everyday lives.
Regardless of if she chose to change her hair color in the future, she wouldn't change her lifestyle. She loved being in a pack and sharing that love and intimacy with so many close friends. Friends. Her heart leapt as she began to wonder about the make up of the pack. One day soon she might even have friends... and from there, who knew? Elain might even find a mate and live a parallel version to the life she had once dreamt of.
Ever since her change had forced her from her own pack, she had been searching for acceptance. Despite her previously unremarkable life, she had been fairly stable in the scheme of things, and she had been included. It was the loss of this intimacy that scared her most. It scared her more than running into him again. However, even that fear dropped as she walked forward; into her future, her new life, and the pack lands.
Birds chirruped happily around her as she trotted in her lupus form. After her meeting with Jefferson and her transformation, she had remained in her luperci form for the majority of her trek towards the pack. Her senses were sharper that way, and she had used them to ascertain the location of the wolves easier. Once she had grown closer to their local, her normal nose would handle it. Fluffy cotton candy clouds drifted lazily through the sky as the sun beat down, causing today to be one of those late winter days of warmth. Soon flowers would be poking their multicolored heads through the snow, filling the prarie type lands.
Once there, she would pluck them and plait them into her blonde hair. Elain had to admit, she was growing to be more and more fond of her luperci form. She loved being able to manipulate things with her hands, to pick things up and use them. But most of all, she loved her hair. As vain as it seemed, she honestly treasured it. As a normal wolf she was unimpressive both in body and personality, but the blonde hair she could change to set her apart. She had even seen luperci that had dyed theirs in unique colors. Then again, she had seen many luperci that chose that form for almost all of their activities and had assimilated into a more human lifestyle for their everyday lives.
Regardless of if she chose to change her hair color in the future, she wouldn't change her lifestyle. She loved being in a pack and sharing that love and intimacy with so many close friends. Friends. Her heart leapt as she began to wonder about the make up of the pack. One day soon she might even have friends... and from there, who knew? Elain might even find a mate and live a parallel version to the life she had once dreamt of.