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[Fatin Kali]

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[lay me down in sheets of linen] Ooc [you had a busy day today] Life never went as planned. She'd retired from Awenasa just in time to head back to the lands where she'd spent the majority of her life, and she was not sure where to go. She did not find any of the packs to her liking, and that was to be blamed on a lifetime of ruling, a lifetime of leading her own pack and doing things her own way. She'd never stand to be someone's puppet again, and that was as much her life as it was her spirit. Humming lightly to herself, she watched the two children nearest her with a faint smile. Legacy was so much her twin it was scary, and Merit had grown to be extremely handsome and strong. She expected that when his time came, the yearling would have no shortage of sweethearts to his name. The three sat in a small circle outside the pack's lands, casually conversing in French. They'd made short plans, mostly involving settling somewhere in the lands that Labyrinth Glen had resided, and for Fatin to make amends with those in Inferni. The sun was setting on the cinnamon trio, the fire of the failing day lighting them up brilliantly - a perfect appearance, a perfect family. The trip had been good, and they had been happy to finally call it to an end. She loved this place."..." . .

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[Tokyo Chance]

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Tokyo had wandered outside Dahlian borders for the first time in the long time because of a stray breeze and a vision from the past. She had been so sure when that breeze hit her that it held the scent of family, of Jaded Shadows, of her mother.. Come back for Tokyo in all likelihood, wanting to beg forgiveness for her abandonment of her smartest, most beautiful daughter. She had struck out immediately, forging south, then across the border when she hadn't yet found anything. Maybe it was just her imagination. If she didn't cross the scent soon.. Well, she'd chalk it up to wish-fulfillment, and head back home. She didn't feel too safe outside Dahlia lands, not since the dark mother had chased her away from Crimson Dreams.

Just before she was going to give up, she stumbled upon the trail. It wasn't what she had thought - it wasn't Ophelia. Her heart sunk, but her paws started following the path before her mind could register who it was. Fatin. Her grandmother? Tokyo blinked. What was she doing here? The hunger for knowledge about Jaded Shadows, and what had happened with the pack after the fire, sprang back to life inside of Tokyo. It had been tempered, slightly, simply because no one knew or really cared when she tried to ask. It was as if those packs had never existed, or just were no longer worthy of concern. It was sort of astonishing, really, now that she thought about it some.

Voices hung in the air, and Tokyo followed up the last bit of the scent trail to the edge of the camp. They were speaking some funny words that she didn't understand, and her mind flitted back to her encounter with the foreign puppy Catalyst. She didn't know much about languages - were they speaking German? She took a few steps forward, into the light from the shadows of the tree. She felt uncomfortable with the presence of the two smaller figures, and so decided not to address them at all. Focusing her frozen blue eyes on her grandmother, she spoke sardonically, bitterly: "Remember me?" All of her resentment rang clear in those words. Resentment at her mother, at her siblings, at Tsunami, at everyone and anyone who hadn't been here when she returned to find them.

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