we'd left our love in our summer skin
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The morning rose high over pack lands, spilling its dampness and chilliness in the shape of dew and fog, respectively. Urma's shape rose against the canvas, surveying it with autumn-coloured eyes, like a silent guardian of the lands. She was quiet, her thoughts lost in the past, reconstructing stories as elusive as the morning fog. She looked up to the concrete-coloured sky, tinted here and there with the fairest blue, tracing the shape of candy floss clouds with her gaze.


She stood quite still for a while, before breaking into a run, changing directions without a second thought, the kind of run done only as means of exhausting oneself fast. In about fifteen minutes she had mapped out the entire area a couple of times, had exhausted herself and had tired out her muscles enough to collapse on the grass, allowing the cold dew to absorb the warmth from her body. Her heart yearned for an explanation to her tumultuous feelings, but in her secluded area within pack lands, she was safe and alone. And for whatever reason, any reserve of energy, of continuation, seemed to have left her. Now, as she lay in the early rays of the morning sun, she felt empty and forgotten, as abandoned as her home must have felt after she had left it to come here. What had made her think she could find something somewhere else?


Happiness had clearly been made to remain foreign to her.


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Most days were good, peaceful, but today everything was going wrong. Naniko had eventually given up with all of it, keeping track of all of them at once. They all wanted to go to different places...some were hungry, some said they felt sick...a few were thirsty. She had realized a long time ago that she couldn't please everyone, so today she had taken off into the packlands with the two calmer pups, Haven and Mati, to find some peace. These two were usually satisfied with just following her around, doing whatever she felt like doing. Today she was thinking about going to the lake so that she could show them about fishing and about water safety.

Naniko would have liked to bring all four of them with her, but lately Brooklyn had been fighting with Mati and Salem had taken to running off by himself without a word. So those two had stayed behind with Anu. Most days the little ones were awake before the sun had even come up, so they had gone a good distance on their walk so far. It was a fairly calm morning. There were a few species of birds that hadn't migrated yet and they sat above them in the colorful trees, peeping and peering down at the three different-colored wolves. Naniko stood out most of all, with her completely white pelt, then copper Haven, and then the dark brown Mati.

They were taking a good pace overall, between the pups running along ahead to look at something or the pups staying behind to sniff at something. They'd be at their destination in no time.


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Urma lay down in the grass, rolling around in it to cool off. Her generous coat gathered the morning dew, collecting it generously and keeping it against her skin. She breathed deeply, trying to calm down her rapid heartbeat, hoping her exhausted condition would keep her hectic thoughts at bay. She stopped mid-way through a roll, her back against the earth, absorbing its early fragrance, her amber eyes looking at the sky she had learned to believe was the home of her ancestors. She wished she could go up there, just for a while, in case time passed quicker there, in case pain hurt less than it did here, in case memories got lost somewhere in between the two. She was tired, all of a sudden, as if she hadn't run just a few times around the area, as if she had run all the way from here to where Shadowed Sun used to be ten times. Her limbs ached, her paws prickled, her heart yearned for a little bit of understanding.


And then she rolled over on her belly and sniffed the air, feeling the by now familiar scent of Naniko. She sat up, trying to coax her body to meet her leader, and maybe talk to her about everything. She had hidden for so long that it only now occurred to her how stranded she was from the rest of her pack, how little she knew of what had happened. Her thoughts had all focused on Pilot. He was missing, and no one seemed to know anything, not that she had really asked. Her heart was torn between a deep sense of having been purposefully left behind and betrayed, and the quiet, deep fear that something that made her feel uneasy had somehow snatched him away. She spent her days and her nights wandering, sleeplessly, aimlessly, what had happened.


She quickened her pace and emerged from a clump of trees near the lake, a few metres away from where Naniko and two of her pups were. She reclined to her haunches, pushing back her inexplicable fatigue, and trying to put a smile on her face. "Hello, Naniko," she said, her voice betraying her anxieties.


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Urma = <333333 It's like when Conri dissapeared ;_; a while back >_>;;; not when he left TV xD


She hadn't seen Urma in a while, actually, not since around the time that the pups had been born. Naniko knew that wolves came and left packs as they pleased, and she was very, very happy to see that Urma was indeed still here. She had heard about Pilot, that he was missing, anyway...and that did concern her. But at the same time, she had five growing pups [including Odebeh] to take care of and she knew that she couldn't take care of everything. She could spend months looking for him and not find him unless he wanted to be found. That was something that she had learned a long time ago.

As they neared Urma the pups became excited, but didn't leave Naniko's side until she gave them a nod. Urma was safe. She had told them that they always had to stay with her unless she gave them the okay, just in case there was a strange wolf out there. That she didn't want them getting snatched up. As soon as they got her okay the little ones went for Urma, standing a foot or so away from her and looking up at her, little tails wagging furiously. Both knew the proper etiquette, and though their tails were wagging they were held low, occasionally curling between their hind legs. Yes, their mother was the leader. But they were pups, and had to gain the respect of the pack as they grew.

"Hewwo! Who are you? What is you's doing here? Why are you here? Is you playing a game?" The pups took turns asking her questions, each firing one off almost before the other had finished. "Now now." Naniko stepped in front of them, looking to Urma. "They're a little excited today. We haven't really seen many others lately. How have you been?"


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