Vlarindara needed a break from Grizzly Hollow.. A place of peace to call her own. The night had dawned clear and warm, and it was then that the wolfess took her temporary leave from the bed of leaves that she had created outside the pack den. The wounds upon her shoulders that had been caused by Elettra were barely scabbed over - but they were healing. She hoped. Quietly, her large paws carried her towards the open marshlands that stood a short travel from Grizzly Hollow. Her ambered gaze had caught some strange light above the tretops of Cedarwood that she'd wanted a more.. open spanse of land to watch.
Little did she know the beauty of the event she was about to witness. Vlarindara cleared the expanse of the forest and trod towards the open waters of Whisper marsh. Upon her arrival, the glittering lights reflected off of the waters still surface and she gasped, eyes drawn skywards to follow the reflection in awe. It.. was beautiful. A smile curved her scarred muzzle as she took a few steps further into the clearing surrounding the small pools of the marsh until her paws sank into the spongy earth.
A few moments of silence passed as she stared at the skies above, the wind ruffling through her fur and leaving it further matted and tangled than it had been. For once, she didn't have to cower, crouch or prostrate herself upon the ground before the wolves of Grizzly Hollow. She didn't fear reprimand for some transgression either real or imagined from the members of the pack that lived above her. She could simply.. exist.. Could simply be. A quiet puff of air left her lips before she turned her attention downwards, to watch the reflection upon the waters in the dying light of day.
"Really, vlar.. Should you even go back?" She was doubting herself - doubting the pain the trouble that she caused the Hollow Wolves - the leadess especially. Because of her, or so she imagined, Jaysyek had lost not only a loyal second, but another pack member. It hurt her, to think that no matter what she did, or wherever she went she caused harm and trouble. Another sigh slipped form her lips before she stepped towards the clear waters of the Marsh and lowered her head to drink, watching in an odd fascination as her tongue caused ripples that destroyed the beauty of the reflection on the waters surface.