i dreamed a dream of times gone by - p ares
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Geneva lifted her face to the cool air, reveling in the warming of spring. The sky was clear of rain clouds, although white wisps lingered in the air, sometimes covering the sun. She loved the feeling of sunlight on her face, glad that spring would soon arrive in full force. She was tiring of the endless cold, sometimes secretly afraid that storm clouds would never lift. Her feet ached to sink into soft soil and lush grasses. She wanted to close her eyes and lie in a pool of light. But that was what summer time was for, and it would be here soon enough. For now, she was just grateful that the shadows left by winter seemed to be lifting.

Her body still ached, but she moved more freely now, venturing out from the safety and seclusion of the ranch. Things had quieted down around there, probably because the influx of newcomers and the warming of the air. Addison was growing, slowly but surely. And Geneva had been avoiding Jefferson like the plague, for some reason completely embarrassed. Her skin was still bruised beneath her light gray fur, and she still smelled faintly metallic from blood, although she had cleansed herself several times. The scabs stood out, dark and patchy, against her fur.

She saw in her lupus form, fearful to shift lest she rip open her scabs and reopen her wounds again. Lime green eyes blinked against the light of the sun, foolishly staring at the orb in the sky for a moment. Everything was so bright, so all encompassing. She blinked, unable to stand it for too long. White dots danced in her vision as she turned her head toward the ground, regaining her sight. She watched those small dots spin into nothing as vision returned slowly.


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Ares had yet to explore his new pack lands fully and was determined to do that soon. After all he needed to know this territory like the back of his paw if he ever wanted to contribute anything to this great family. Even though he had only met a few others, he still considered this his new family. It was a way of escaping the harsh reality that set in every time he thought about his old pack, his siblings, his mother. Her face still brought tears to his eyes, but he couldn't let that bother him now. It was a beautiful day in beautiful lands and he needed to come to terms with what happened. How he was going to do that, he had no idea yet, but he certainly needed to.


As Ares pawed his way across the grounds, a scent of another wolf close by caught his attention. Awesome, time to make new friends, he thought to himself as he quickened his pace to where the other wolf should be. He wasn't even sure how big this pack was, but at this point he didn't care. The wolves he already met were great and he wasn't expecting anything less from the unknown wolf about to enter his field of vision. He was probably much to optimistic for his own good.


"Hello there, hope I'm not disturbing. My name is Ares, I don't believe we've met?" Ares said politely with a bow of his head in respect. Ares could see the female was hurting, or at least was hurt recently. But something in her eyes told him she didn't deserve or cause a fight. Then again, Ares could have been totally wrong in his judgement.

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Geneva swallowed, her eyes carefully scanning the space around her before she found the source of the pleasant, quiet voice. Her eyes lingered on the man before her, taking note of the dark coat. Without a functional sense of smell, she wasn't able to discern if he was a Phoenix Valley wolf. But he certainly acted as though he belonged here. He must be a newcomer, she decided. She didn't recognize him from anywhere else. She let her eyes linger over the lines of his face, down his body, memorizing his shape. It was the best way to ensure she'd recognize him next time.

"Ares," she said, testing the name. She smiled, finally raising her eyes to his face. She appreciated how he kept his distance and gave her space. She appreciated his respect. She nodded gently, before speaking, "Have you been here long?" she asked kindly.


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