| http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww32 ... esstab.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"><style>.princess-ss b {color:#DB8B34;}</style> 580 words. It was not pleasing to her to know that she was not able to find Haven’s house with the scents all muffled by the presence of snow on the ground. She had found it just a few days ago (well, it was actually a bit more than a few days, almost a month in fact)! Why couldn’t she find it now, when she wanted to see him under happier circumstances than the last time she had seen him. Princess did not know what they could do today, but she did want to see him, if she could and it was not too late by the time that she finally found his house. Sleeping over at his house was nice, but she did not have any other clothing with her and she certainly did not want Haven to see her wear the same dress two days in a row, that would be ridiculous. She was far too prim and proper to let the boy she liked see her wear clothes that were technically dirty. Clothes did not need to be washed every time they were worn, but there was no need to admit such a thing. Certainly, Haven would not mind, but she still did not appreciate the idea of letting him see her go for two whole days in one dress alone. If she could find his house soon, then, she would visit him today. It was getting later in the day, though by no means could it really be considered “late.” Even if she was not terribly concerned for her own safety in regards to the war raging to the north, she knew that there really was danger out there, and roaming around in the dark probably would not be a good idea. She definitely had a knack for getting into some form of trouble or another, and she doubted there would always be someone to help her out of sticky situations. On top of all this, she did not think Haven would like her wandering much during the war, as she could only guess that his pack knew about it by now, as well. Even if she did not want to be told what to do—ever—it was nice to know that she was worried about. Now that her brother was gone, she was a bit more okay with the idea that Haven worried about her. If there were not two people worried about her and a wide variety of individuals telling her what she should or should not do, then she was a bit more okay with and receptive to the idea. Golden eyes searched the surrounding area, hoping that there would be some sign of direction she should take, but she could not see anything immediately. The last time she had come to see Haven, she had been far too distraught to remember which direction it was that she was moving in. There were just too many different directions she could go in, and she could hardly even imagine where she should start. If only she were more attentive to detail! Then, she would be able to pick up the scent beneath the snow to find him. A sound startled her out of her thoughts, and Princess whipped around sharply, obviously startled by the other girl’s presence. ”Who are you?” she asked, not unkindly but a bit defensively. She did not want to get into trouble for going to see Haven, and hoped she wouldn’t. |
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