<font face=Verdana size=1 color=#F5D0A9>..the more you can hear.</font>

not all those who wander
are lost

Oh, how the breeze was such a wonderful messenger for creatures. Even though she caught the scent of the young lady before her words rang out, her gaze never shifted to her. Still gazing out she watched the stars dance across the surface of the lake. Sighing as if a small chuckle were released in her mind her front appendages pushed her up for the earth. Seated she allowed herself to turn her head slightly so the stranger could be seen from her peripherals. The slight hesitation from the other girl was apparent to her which gave a slight reassurance she had no ill intentions. Pointy radars atop her skull twitched lightly as they unscrambled the audible words from the other girl. A silent pause was given before her calming vocals left her.

"Listening to the creatures of the night sing. Do you ever stop to just listen?" Her average built frame moved into a sturdy stance as she shook the excess sand from her coat. "What are you doing running around out here by yourself?" Her paws moved her to place her facing the unfamiliar girl. Allowing herself to move a couple strides closer she placed her hindquarters back against the sandy shore again to sit and observe the girl. Flecks of light sparked off of her glistening orbs as she calmly watched the unfamiliar one while awaiting a response.

Her once rampant running mind had changed direction as the encounter was engaged. Thoughts shifted to questions and over analyzing the young girls actions and reasons. As much as her kind could be found wandering alone at times, they were always looking for others whether they admitted it or not. Something about them seemed to portray that love scene seen in many scenarios. The lonely traveler always yearning for a companion of some type. The uniqueness of each individual and their way of coping or the strengths of their yearning intrigued her. Encountering some that could not bear to be away from social interaction, while others were complacent in their solitary dwellings.

Herself, she could live peacefully among others and they intrigued her, but she thrived in the company of herself and her lost companion. Their conversations of life and the many unknown things around them helped her grow into who she was at that moment. This young female that had wandered into her presence intrigued her like many others, but her sense of youthful innocence aided in her lowering her guard slightly. It was clear their age was very similar, herself being on the brink of five winters. She questioned if the girl still had the same ambitions she did at one point in her life. The other half of her soul, a pack to call a family, miniature versions of herself and her bond, and the vision of protecting the family in a royal position.

That wasn't everyone's dream though. It may have been a tradition or custom where she had come from, but so were so many other heartbreaking things. She knew where she needed to be and there was no sense pushing time to go faster. It would move fast enough on its own. Yesterday was all history. Tomorrow was all just a big mystery. Today is a gift, that is why it is called the present...

G V G E Y U ' I

her soul belongs to none

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