she's trouble in a tank top

It had been a long journey for me, and one that had lead to loss. Saraquael, my daughter, wandered off and was lost to me in the night. I tracked her as much as I could, but she had gotten away from me, and I feared she would never come back. I know she lives, she has to live. I would feel it if something had happened to her, just as I would feel it if Ziggy went, or my Jian. My heart lurches in my chest as I think of my life's great love, the task Moonglow had set for me was one of the hardest for me. I had to be away from my family, away from my love, my home. It had caused me to go mad in the beginning, the way the tie between Zildjian and I bounced around and threatened to shatter. I was almost always suffering from illusions and mirages, always seeing him in my dreams, feeling him next to me. I must make a request to my Corona not to seperate us again, for I truly know I cannot handle such a thing. My mind has shattered and turned in on itself so many times during my trip, and still when I reached the end of the bond, when I had traveled far enough to feel that soul deep tie stretch and hold tight, I could not force myself to break it. I had to come back, to return to him and to my one remaining daughter. I could not leave them, and I refused to. But, my mission had been achieved. I had pushed myself further and harder than I ever thought to.

Now, I sprint for home, and I do not stop for anything. My muscles burn as I take the long journey back home to him. Legs stretch out as far as they can, lengthening my stride to go faster, muscles firing at a breakneck speed to propel me onward, breath hitches in my chest and my lungs burn. My soul is already home, already there with him, and my heart is bounding up to the den entrance. White fur is pressed to me by the wind and my eyes are bright and happy in all their blue glory. There has never been a happier moment than this, than returning home after so long an absence. I rush up the familiar mountain trails, looking for my soul and heart, looking for the product of my forever love with him. I want my family, I want my mate and my daughter. I understand there will be business to attend to, but for now I simply wish to relax in my den and be happy to be home. I find it empty however, and so I am resigned to waiting. Red streaked frame disappears into the darkness of the den, where his scent is strongest and I bathe in it. Never before has dirt been so appealing as this, and I roll and roll in it. In her scent as well, I roll in it, bathing myself in the smell of them. My heart and soul content to do this for now. Where are they? I howl, announcing my presence once more and move to sit waiting expectantly outside the den.

Female ;; 6 years ;; heart and soul of Zildjian ;; Spirane