The cure has been found! Wolves on Anikira are recovering from the disease and life is moving forward with the promise of pups in many packs. And yet darkness looms on the horizon, daring the creatures of Anikira to relax and allow themselves to get comfortable once more.
[attr="class","post"]How strange it was, winter’s supposed reluctance to release her grip on Anikira and allow the snow to melt. Rather it seemed as if her grip increased, the snow continuing to fall, the cold continuing to reign. But Saeran did not mind. She’d found that she adored the winter, cherishing it as if she were Queen Winter herself, more lovely and joyful than ever before. The coolness did not bother her, she who was meant for it, with her thick downy pelt graced to her by both of her parents, and her large frame gifted to her by her unknown father. She moved through the skeletal branches of the trees within R’imdar, which began to thin around her, becoming scarcer until they faded entirely, leaving a large field in their wake.
She paused to consider it, her dark eyes crawling across it. It was covered in snow and entirely undisturbed, not a soul in sight for as far as she could see. So peaceful, so beautiful, that she smiled at the sight of it. She did not know why she had lingered in R’imdar for so long, though she did not regret her decision to do so. She had met two other lovely wolves during her time here, both pretty little females belonging to a near pack called Eleos – one with a strange companion that had been just as intriguing and captivating. Not, it had not been a bad time here at all.
Her belly was sated from hunting earlier, where she’d brought down a plump snowshoe hare and a few of her younglings whom she’d apparently been teaching to forage. A shame, to end the lives of the creatures, but Saeran had grown accustomed to it long ago. She could not continue living off kibble when she’d been dumped onto Anikira shortly after her first birthday, after all. She liked the taste of warm, raw meat much better. Humming to herself in her throaty trill, an upbeat, bawdy melody that carried on the breeze, some tune she’d heard during her time with the humans, Saeran took a step out into the open field, and then several more. Glancing behind her, she marked the trail of large pawprints that followed her, the only disturbances in the snow. Soon enough, the would be gone, like her – covered by the snow, wiped away as if they were never there. But for now…
Saeran bounded forward, snow spraying around her as she lifted onto her hindlegs and twirled, tilting her head back towards the sky to snap playfully at the snowflakes that rained down upon her muzzle. She loved it, the thrill in her bones and beneath her heat-warmed pelt that the cold brought on, the restless need to move and dance and be merry. It was what life was all about, was it not? Finding happiness, true happiness, even in the dull, quiet moments when one was alone. Words: 486 Tags:Killian Muse: Good! Notes:
[attr="class","pltxt"]It had been a long time since the male had ever left the pack lands. It should have been difficult for him to leave, since his pups were born. But it was surprisingly easy. He knew they were safe. As much as he hated the lion, he knew that Plato would never allow anything to happen to them. That was the only way he could trust the feline. Killian moved through the lands, making his way out of the wild jungle they had laid a claim over. He needed some time away from the pack. Paws carried him through the jungle until he was out in the neutral lands. His paws took him to a place that he had seen before, just briefly. He could not recall the last time he had been there, but it had been a long while. Killian was starting to feel comfortable in the open world. He knew that he would just be able to take a breath and feel none of the responsibilities on his shoulders. He could just be another wolf, living his life all alone. Of course his coat carried the scent of the pack all over him. He would never be rid of that, and for that - he was pleased.
A strange and yet familiar scent rolled over his nostrils. It caught him off guard, knowing that there was some female out here. He followed the scent and moved slowly to follow it. He was drawn to it. He had been tempted by the scent of females, and in Eleos, it was encouraged to embrace the feelings of winter. The scent was very much heat, but it was not quite like the many heats he had been around being in his pack. The large male made his way through the lands, until his eyes rested upon a white wonder of a wolf. Her fur was long and flowing. It was unlike anything he had ever seen before. He was captivated in her appearance, and he found himself standing and watching her. If she turned around, she would see this hulking beast, just staring at her. She would see him watching her, not with an ill intent - but something more appreciative.
She was playing in the falling snow, jumping, and doing whatever she wanted. When he got closer, he could tell that she held no allegiance to the packs that he had come across in their journey here. He didn't wish to interrupt her fun, and he didn't want to make her stop doing it. He could stand there for hours, smelling and watching her. But then Killian thought about how weird it was for him to just stand there and watch her. He did not want to be seen as a creep. "How many have you caught?" his voice broke the silence between them. Maybe she knew he was there all along, maybe she didn't. No matter what happened, he would stay calm for her, not getting overly excited - no matter what his body told him to do.
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