Written with a pen

[Rachias Tears de Ame]

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Please forgive the possible bad quality of this post, I'm a bit rusty. This be set on the beach.

It felt like ages since she had last set foot in the lands. Her journey had been a hopeless and fruitless one, but one that she felt she had to take. She'd lost her mother and sister first, so very long ago, and had then spent forever thinking that she had lost Arkham. Andrezej had been the next to go, a brutal death, one that had never left her. Her father had been the last and, perhaps, the most painful loss that she had known, which was what spurred her to go on her journey. Arkham and their mother had been returned to her, but what of Eris? Rachias had intended to find out when she had left.

The slender woman had returned with nothing though, having turned back not so far in to her journey. She'd lost communication with Arkham and their children, something that she couldn't allow, because it made her far too much like her mother. It was a realization that she had made on her journey back. She'd abandoned the love of her life and their children. The plan to visit their family for a short time had turned to months upon months and the guilt was slowly eating at her. She had to return to them, or some how let them know that she was still alive.

A cool breeze wrapped it's arms around her as she made her way across the sands, admiring the quietness of the morning. It had been too long since she had seen the beach and being back again felt right. A bit of a ways down the beach, a short distance from where sand broke in to grass, Rachias stopped. She lowered herself carefully, crossing her legs and placing a tentative hand on the sand beside her when her body finally became fully seated. Andre. Her voice was quiet, greeting some invisible being. Not many knew what had happened that day and, finally being back, the young woman felt the need to visit him.

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[Colibri Haki]

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Hello! ^^



Colibri Haki wandered aimlessly along the cool sand, the morning sunlight washing the beach in a pale yellow and grey palette. She felt troubled, in a directionless sort of way; nowhere really felt like home anymore. It had taken most of her adult life to find a place she was truly comfortable, someone to love her, and... without really noticing until it was too late, everything had unraveled.

She didn't want to go back to the pack anymore, the pack she had joined only to follow Anu. No one knew her there anyway, she was too unobtrusive and solitary. No one missed her when she wandered like this, although this was the furthest she had come in a long time.

Coli was much closer to the water's edge, and did not notice anyone else on the quiet coast. The chocolate-and-cream werewolf knelt, watching wordlessly as the slate-grey waves rolled up the sand, melting into white foam before rushing over her footpaws and retreating. The scent of salt was heavy in the air, a rich smell that invoked childhood memories of playing with Cercelee. It was peaceful here.

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