How lovely are the portals of the night Namid Macieo when stars come out to watch the daylight die Fallen Tree Cove, as he’d told her, was hidden away in an interesting little nook in an inlet across the lake. The full moon illuminated the ice across the water an enchanting blue, which normally only happened when the ice was thick. Perhaps another time she would try her luck on it, dare herself a little bit to be wild and slide across the slippery surface. In her condition that wouldn’t be the wisest decision. She’d already had enough trouble getting there as it was, with plenty of rocks and trees to weave thought and climb over once they got closer. She suspected it had taken them much longer to get there than it usually did, and a bit of guilt could be felt in her gut. However, Vespertio had been kind on the journey and had leant her his side when needed which had lessened the amount of times they’d had to pause so she could rest her now intensely throbbing paw. The Star Dancer was curious of these other members of his pack that Vespertio had briefly spoken of. She wondered what they were like, not that she wouldn’t find out soon anyways but that didn’t stop her from being curious, as she naturally was. Honestly she had been slightly shocked to find out that he was the Alpha of this pack, not that she didn’t think he made a good leader. Nothing in the way he had brought himself to her suggested someone of such high power. Even then she felt as though she was walking with a good friend, someone as an equal to her that she thought she could trust. Things would change, she’d have to change her demeanor around him to act accordingly to her rank which made her feel sad. She liked being able to talk to him easily, but that was not the way things were in their world and she knew it. Pondering on these thoughts she didn’t realize she had stopped and had rested her mismatched gaze on the overflowing moon above them, her head tilted at an angle as she was known to do. She’d been referred to as an owl in the past because of this small trait she’d acquired when she thought. |
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