Lingering in the den Selene smiles at the impatience in Pan’s voice – at first hearing about the trip he had planned with their pack mate Everchime – Selene had been over joyed and even now in anticipation of the adventure her excitement bubbles up into her chest all over again. It was exactly what she had always wanted – adventure. It was perfect.

She had dreamed of going to all the packs. Her plans – however – had been paused, first by Weylin before thanks to Sulans new leadership. And for a while she hadn’t really been sure where she stood. Pan was really the only rock she had left – a stable relic left over from a world bathed in flame – and she was clinging to him as a result. “Me too.” An excited if not a bit sleepy, voice calls from the darkness that is the, once queens den following Everchimes musical voice from the opposing den. Yawning a final time the golden and partially black masked wolf slinks out of her den and into the warm sunlight.

It hadn’t occurred to her that Everchime and Pan may have wanted to go alone and that’d she would be intruding. Truly the only thought that had occurred to the three – almost four year old – was how much fun an adventure with her friends would be – because even if it had never been made official that Everchime was her friend (like it had been declared out loud with Pan and countless others) Selene considered her one and hoped the female Everchime felt the same. It would be nice to have a female friend around since Levi had gone missing as of late.

Watching the duo as she leaves the den – Everchime gently rubbing her muzzle under Pans – Selene stops frozen as her eyes widen at the sight. Suddenly feeling like she’s intruding the black marked wolf fights the urge to bolt into her den and hide, letting the two go off alone as a painful ache fills her chest at thoughts of her imprint – she wanted to touch him like that, she wanted to go on adventures with Weylin - or know if he even liked them. But he never wanted to adventure with her and she was tired of waiting around for him.

Pushing herself from the darkness of her den she greets the duo with a warm smile as her tail dances behind her in delight. “I would like to camp out to. I think it would be fun.” She doesn’t say it allowed but a part of her hopes that maybe if she disappears for a night Weylin might notice and wonder if something wrong. Somehow she can’t help the pessimism that creeps in planting doubts in her mind that he wouldn’t even notice

Still standing by her den the golden girl starts a bit when Everchime turns to her expectantly. She’d been so wrapped up in her inner turmoil she hadn’t been paying attention. Pushing the angst out of her mind her golden and black lips pull back into a bright grin before stepping towards them – her fluffy golden banner waving in the air. “I am ready whenever you two are.”


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