Aurora Heights just to be the girl that walked a 1000 miles to fall down at your door

Open to @Kyna, @Greer and any other AH wolves that wanna hop in.

Ember breathed deeply as she stood upon the heights, golden eyes closed and a blissful smile lining her open lips. She missed the thin, crisp air of the mountain so dearly. The sun blazed hardily against the deep blue sky, as though it could thaw the ridge itself. It was the perfect day to return home.

A part of her had been worried, which was concerning in itself as that wasteful emotion was supposed to have been trained clean out of her. But when she drew closer, and both Kyna and Greer's scents stood out strong within the air, and they were far from alone. The pack had not crumbled in her absence, as the Pines had. It was an incredible relief, and all the more bolstered her faith in her strawberry blonde friend.

When the butterflies of familiarity at last subsided, she exposed her throat to send up a melodic call, asking for an audience. She was here to join, for the second but final time.

Things in the south had been quiet since Morganna’s last visit. He imagined her troop from the west had already made their way over the mountain into the Vale, but there was still the impending arrival of her children. All five of them. He shook his head at the thought, a small smile cracking his stoic features. The shadow could not imagine chasing five Archers around the mountain—the one he had was already trouble enough. Especially since she was a mini version of both his wife and sister combined.

A call sounded from the edge of the territory, pulling Greer away from his patrol. He moved with ease, his forest-born legs moving as quickly as a mountain goat across the rugged terrain. He had adapted quickly to the heights, but the monadnock had played a part in that. If it had not been for the pack in the north Greer would have the same grace as a newborn deer.

He was greeted by a familiar face, the corners of his mouth curling upward as his mercury gaze met pools of topaz. As expected, the shadow remained quiet, his brows tightening with concern. You’re back, the look said, his plume waving softly behind him. 

There are several fresh rabbit tracks in the mud. Hunt Opportunity

With Greer on patrol, the ginger had some time to herself for a little while. Today, she took advantage of it to clamor up on some rocks and perch, sunning herself between snow showers. Kyna had actually dozed off when a howl sounded near her borders – she would have been content to simply allow her mate to handle it when her mind actually kicked in.

Ember!

Eyes flashed open and she scrambled wildly, none of her natural grace as she went galloping through powdery snow towards the limits of Aurora Heights. It was no great surprise that Greer had already arrived and she went rushing by him, tail wagging wildly as she greeted Ember with happy kisses and a litany of soft rumbles, whining.

“You came back! You’re okay!”

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As the notes subsided, Ember's buttercup eyes watched the landscape before her expectantly. Oh, that wasn't allowed, but she couldn't help herself. There was no risk this time, she knew, could smell it, Kyna was here.

It was Greer that appeared first however, signaturely quiet. Ember's ears leaned back and her soft "hello" was a bit shy. She recalled the jealously that hid under her skin when she had first joined the pack, a feeling that had been by no measure his fault and that she hadn't thoroughly understood herself. She still didn't, but she'd grown to know the shadow in that short time and his arrival now was reassuring in its own right.

Then came the girl of the hour, in a flurry of crystal white and joy. Her happiness dissolved Ember, all composure lost to the wind as she joined her friend in a fit of affection and gratitude for her presence.

"I did, I am!" she chorused, stamping her champagne paws mirthfully. "Oh, I missed you so much. I want to be home again."

(This post was last modified: Dec 05, 2017, 10:28 PM by Ember.)

At her soft hello the shadow stepped forward, his smile widening as he pressed his nose to hers, to show that he was happy to see her back on the mountain. Greer knew his mate would be elated to see the pale female, for the two had been close prior to Ember’s departure. In fact, he was surprised that he had answered the girl firs—You came back! You’re okay! His wife had sprinted past him, practically colliding with the yellow-eyed Reinier. The reaction caused his plume to start waving once more, even more frantically than it had before. They had lost all three of their founding members—until now, that was. Ember had returned to the pack she had helped form. She was home. Greer offered his own happy whine as he sidled up next to his mate, his shoulder brushing against Ember’s, rubbing the Aurora scent back onto her pelt. Home—she was more than welcome to come home. And he knew Kyna would be ecstatic to hear that she wanted to return to the mountain.

Kyna joined into Ember’s cheerful dance, her own large feet patting out their own rhythm against the fresh powder as she jigged in place. Ember was one of her oldest friends, right up there with Sahalie, but there was something very important about a girl who was willing to help another form a pack, and for that, the Renier had a very dear place in the mountain queen’s heart. As soon as it was very clear that the pale woman was more than alright, and that she had returned home, Kyna could not hold back the happy whines or enthusiastic licks any longer. She covered Ember’s face in them, tail beating side-to-side (and probably battering poor Greer in the process).

“Of course, of course you can come back! It’s different now, but we’re still the same. I missed you,” she huffed, as if that weren’t evident in her little dance. “There’s so much to catch up on. Isn’t that right, Greer?”

Ah yes, Mr. Talkative.

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Greer mirth grew, and this too infected her. The welcome was perfectly right; everything that she could have hoped for. Her muzzle knocked against his shoulder while her tail assisted Kyna in beating Greer's flanks each time the trio hugged too close.

"I want to hear all of it," she assured her. Every detail, big and small, as long as it had to do with her friends Ember would happy to listen all afternoon long.

"What of Spring? Did you... ?" she trailed off, not wanting to select any words herself to describe what might have come from Kyna's pregnancy. She was aware that not all children survived birth, and hoped that her friend hadn't suffered such a tragedy but also did not want to poke open old wounds.

His scarlet mate was right—there was a lot to catch up the pale female on. For a fleeting moment he almost felt like an intruder, as Ember and Kyna had been close prior to the former’s departure. But she had been a founding member; therefore, the shadow felt close to her as well. Even if it wasn’t the same as the relationship she had with his mate. He dodged his wife’s frantic tail wags, a wily grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. His silver eyes rolled at her comment, although he still wore a relaxed expression, his own plume swaying behind him. He nodded in his agreement, his words halting at the tip of his tongue as Ember spoke once more. Spring. His mercury gaze shifted to his mate, his wolfish grin turning sheepish as he answered for her: Revon Archer. The pair’s pride and joy, the little firefox. How the girl had received such an explosive and dynamic personality was beyond the shadow, for both him and his mate were subdued in nature. 

It was like Greer was reading her mind – between the two of them, quiet and reserved, she had no idea how they produced such a precious little spitfire. She’d met a few of his relatives, and that wasn’t it. It certainly wasn’t Aponi, not someone she’d call spunky, and not anything she’d known of her father, though he was on in years.

She’d dwell on it later.

Kyna’s tail never stopped wagging as she continued to nuzzle Ember, cover her friend in her scent – hers and Greer’s – as they cemented Ember as a part of Aurora Heights once more. “I missed you, so much. I’ve had other subordinates, but no one could replace you as a friend. Not one.”

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