take it as it comes and be thankful when it's done
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ooc: here we go~ xeris is in lupus form.


Xeris was still on the move. She hadn't spent the night in her cabin last night, instead choosing to rest under the cover of the forest. What possessed her to do this, she didn't know. Perhaps she was hoping to stumble upon Delwyn somewhere in her wanderings. But she hadn't, that was for sure. And so she continued to wander, much like she had when she first came to Phoenix Valley. The white-furred wolfess was no stranger to this, though she was admittedly smarter about it than she had been a year ago; the scars on her body taught her this lesson.


So she headed north from the coast for a while before realizing that if she went too much further she would end up at the Hill of Graves. This was not a place Xeris frequented often, as it smelled of decay and death and reminded her of the same things. This was not a time for those thoughts to be in her head. Thus, under the morning sun, she began to head further east, in the direction of her cabin. Maybe, just maybe, her rambunctious son would be waiting for her at home when she got there. Not to mention that Carwyn, Xion and Pendzez would be worried as well. Xeris sighed quietly as she continued on, staring blankly at the sunrise on the horizon.
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vroom vroom, and we're off! 'Scuse this weird post... long work days make my head weird...
Aquilina was running wildly through her new home wich was bathed in early morning glory. A fantastical glow bejeweled the edges of every creature, plant, and object within grasp down to the she-pup's ghostly whisper of whiskers. Her four-pawed flight across the crystalline verdant sweep was set on auto-pilot. An exaggerated open curve of her lips and a pendulous tongue was not the product of happiness, but that of chaotic exertion. Aquilina pushed physical limits until the knives of exhaustion were tracing teasing lines of pain across her legs and lungs.
The pup was focused on reaching the finish line, which happened to be full body collapse. She longed for this outlet like an alcoholic longed for the perfect numbness created after six too many. This... running oneself to near death was a strange ritual. One which even its performer did not understand.
She watched the slow, gray monster behind her eyes swallow the earth until she was blind to all but her own mounting pain. Without the sight of ground to chain her she felt airborne. A real grin took over and she tried to let out a small howl of excitement, but there was only room for desperate gasps to squeeze passed her panicking windpipe...
Finally, Aquilina's body stopped working. Thanks to a funny little thing called momentum, her still, fainted body went careening forwards. The empty shell landed feet away from a tree, and its tongue spread like a pink pool over the moss where its furry little head lay...


When the girl came to she lifted her head slowly as if drunk on the wipe-out. Early dawn's departure during her synthetic sleep was replaced by the warm and too-bright atmosphere of morning. The intoxicating rush was long gone, but she was left with the rarest of contentment. A hollow peace.
As senses sharpened themselves against the cold, hard, metal angles of time she realized there was another wolf within range. Her peace did not shatter, but it gained a noticeable crack. A white female, black dusting her spine like fallen volcanic ash on snow, traveled meaningfully nearby. Unlike the pup's earlier run of insanity there was a graceful purpose in this stranger's steps. One that the youth unknowingly envied deep within her wacked, clumsy psyche.
To be or not to be... Aquilina decided 'to be', "Hallo there, miss." Her tired voice was barely a croak above the chorus of early risers, but it would have to do.

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It was then that Xeris realized how tired she was. Though it had been a regular occurrence for her in the past, she hadn't been getting up this early in a long time. She hadn't slept well last night, either. The white wolfess decided that maybe she would lay down and rest for a while. She had not strayed far from the wooded area in which she slept the previous night, so she could seek shelter within the trees. Her tired paws led her closer to the forest almost mechanically. She was so tired that she was seeing things. There was someone lying on the ground here already, it had to be a hallucination. But then the unknown pup spoke, and Xeris realized that her eyes were not playing tricks on her. Curious, she looked over at the young wolfess, seeing that she was not much younger than Xeris' own children. She couldn't help but smile.


"Hello," she responded softly. Her golden eyes scanned the girl. Xeris definitely had not seen her anywhere before, but she did not smell of any other pack. It had been a very long time since anyone new had come to the Valley. A new face was always a refreshing sight. "What are you doing all alone out here?" Her voice broke slightly as she spoke upon the realization that maybe this was another outgoing and adventurous pup like her missing son. Could Delwyn be out there somewhere, found by some other strange wolf? Xeris shook these thoughts out of her mind for now and concentrated on finding out more about this child.

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