A weight has been lifted from my slim shoulders, I am not made for burdens, and my darling love has eased them. I feel light and airy once more, my spirits not so heavy and dark. It is as if I am whole again with my Jian's return, able to once more focus on the tasks I have been given by Alcide. I make my rounds, wondering if I should gather a team and go out to see if any packs would be willing to bend their ears to a bit of diplomacy. My lithe bodice moves through the stone and trees, making my way once more over borders and hoping to find something of interest. My head will not stop flashing his handsome face before my eyes, and I can't help but flash a grin right back. It is hard to think about anything else, my soul has returned, bringing with him the heart I thought I lost. I hear that Moonglow is back, well and truly, and this makes me smile for our king. He has done Spirane much good, and now the both of them can, as they were meant to.

I hear voices, not too far from myself and I move to investigate. When I come upon them, I catch the last bit of what the older wolf says to the younger, noting the wisdom of his words. ”He is right, you know. It takes all types to make a pack, diplomats, warriors, shields. Any wolf can take it upon herself to be such a thing, but a good way to protect the pack...make friends with those around you. Good day, Divinians, what brings you to Spirane's doorstep this day?” I give them a pleasant smile, my light blue opalescent gaze filled with friendliness. My white tail waves behind me and I look to the smaller wolf, noting the red and the gold in her dark pelt. What an odd color combination, it makes her very pretty, though I am forced to wonder who her parents are to have made such a fine coat. Something in her face seems familiar to me, perhaps it is the eyes. Still, she is finely made, definitely of the build to be a shield one day if she so wishes it. My eyes find those of the older male and I tilt my head towards the inside of the Spirane border. ”Come in, come in. Forgive me, I often forget my language in my excitement, please, tell me your names?”

female :: eight years old :: solely zildjian's :: zigzagel, saraquel & ragnarok (x zildjian) :: spirane