Blackberry Fields Once Upon a Dream

@Anouke | Takes place after her run in with Rowan, but days before the 'Claiming' | Late-Afternoon

The youth by the falls had left the woman with an impression she had not experienced in some time. It was neither negative nor exceedingly positive, but certainly it was present to further alter her views of this strange world beyond the mountain. Upon the parting, she did not readily head back to the Glen, but looked to the tall mountains again with purpose. While it was her intention to stay with the Magnolia wolves, she was not without her own ambitions, her own goals to further her role amongst them. Unspoken or not, she had a duty to fulfill, more so to the young ones than anyone else.

The woman was more careful this time as she progressed over the treacherous peaks, though admittedly she was caught by the gravity of a few stumbles. But it was nothing in comparison to the tumble she had taken first from its tops. And as if to remind her, each time she looked down, she felt the hard pulse of her scar. But in time, that would come to fade as she would gallivant across the mountains as its master as she had with many of its likeness before.

A full day's travel brought her swiftly to the other side, and a day more brought her to the grimly set woodlands than had once been her home. As she neared the fragrant fields to the west however, she felt a sudden stampeding her heart… almost an apprehensive as she drew closer to its yawning vision. She could not quite explain the reason for this feeling, only that it became a part of her as surely as the tail was wavered slightly between her thighs. Perhaps she was worried that again she could cross paths with the wolves of the Thicket… Yet even in thinking this, it was not truly fear that gripped her, but an anxiety for the unknown as a visage of deep brown invaded her mind’s eye.

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He had previously traipsed into the Ghastly Woods to get to the Mountain of Dire where he would meet the Dark She-wolf and they would exchange valuable words, and it would go on from there. What he had not expected to find was a pack nestled deep within the wispy branches, grasping undergrowth and thick tree canopies overhead that casted the woods into darkness. He was not afraid of the woods themselves, no, but wary of the border that he had come across, clearly stating that there was a pack thriving there, and without a second thought he had turned his large bulk around, picking up the pace. His mission was to complete the task at hand, then return directly to her at the first possible moment, not to hang around another pack and get caught up on their affairs, and so that was why he returned back to the Blackberry Fields, hoping to get around the Ghastly Woods and detour the pack within, even if it would make him a bit late.

The tall grasses ran over long fields of open land, which was dotted with clusters of blackberry bushes that provided fresh fruit when it was ready to be picked in the summer, but he bypassed the bushes, as he did not feel the overwhelming pang of hunger to eat anything he could. Padding steadily through the fields, not really caring where he was going as long as it was roughly in the direction he needed to go, the Young Hellion was almost surprised when the wind brought the scent of wolf with it, among other things, but the one thing that caught his attention was that he knew the wolf. Very well, in fact, and he felt curious as to why she was near Secret Woodlands once again. To see him, perhaps?

Anouke padded closer to the figure ahead, and he quickly ate up the distance between them with his long strides, but as he came closer he slowed down, and angled his body so he would appear in her vision as coming sort of from the side, instead of just appearing next to her. A slight smile on his face that lifted up the corners of his lips, he stopped a few feet away from the tri-coloured female, a fair distance away for a normal encounter. But he did not speak, no, he kept silent, eyebrows raised slightly in a silent question, as if asking what she was doing so close to the pack that she had not wanted to join. He was no longer part of the pack either, with being ‘kicked’ out by the leader, but he didn’t care. Maybe she could travel with him to another place over the mountain, as having a wolf for company while travelling was better than being alone.

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I do it because I can,
I can because I want to,
I want to because you made me.

@Anouke

Umber eyes looked upon the fields with boundless apprehension, not in fear that her path might cross a wolf of the Thicket, but in worry that it was cross the dark paws of one she knew. How often had the fields played a uniting force between herself and the specter that came to haunt her thoughts? Would it have been strange to assume that the likeness would transpire once again? Fate was not often in her favor, yet there were moments when it saw fit to emerge and intact its strange rite of omnipotent meddling upon her. Yet had she not strayed, no... ventured into familiarity it might have given the powers that be less of an incentive to set forth their will. Yet there she stood, a lone tree of autumn set against the velvet of the eve looking upon the gnarled branches at a distance; eyes open and nostrils quivering should something known step forth.

And when asked of it in silence, it would appear in the same haunting shape that burdened her dreams, turning composure into disarray as the mountain of beige stepped back in retreat. Lit solely by her own wary, her eyes pierced the darkness to hold fast to his form, watching with the mesmerizing gait with the care and scrutiny one might address a questionable prey. Her head lowered somewhat defensively whilst eyes looked to this silent male in question. The manner in which she had met the dark wolf of the Glen had marred the neutrality she had for this male. For all she knew, but presence in gentle expression and silence was a farce, and in truth he was no less deceptive than his companion.

Rather than run to him with the smile of want and tail swaying so eagerly in greeting, she remained still.

There is a rabbit's nest nearby. +1 Health