It felt like I had traveled for days, maybe even weeks. I had caught the scent of a few packs upon my entrance back into Moladion, the land which i and once resided in, under a different name that is. It wasn’t until I reached the edge of Encora Woodland, which I may or may not learn the name of in the future, that I caught scent of something familiar. Diveen, a place I once called home and took shelter in. A place that I was in training to become something bigger and better than my petite frame alone could be. Did I dare enter those lands? yes and no. More so no on the fact that I wasn’t that interested in seeing those lands just yet let alone if I’d even be welcomed back for I did just up and leave with no word.
The lands had changed, the scent different or was it that I was just unfamiliar with it all again? Making my way through the woods I found myself emerging into what was known as Ruieze Fields. Spring was for sure in the air, it was warm enough to romp, frolic and do other youthful things although I did not partake in them but it was also cool enough to not need to take shelter under the shade or a dip in the water to cool off. The temperate was perfect, at least in my lilac eyes. I had been alone for the days travel, a few times i caught scent of another possible lone traveler but took no need or desire to pursue the scent. I wasn’t quick sure what I would be doing now that I brought myself back to the place I once called home but something in me thought it would be best to settle down in these lands whether in a pack or not.
I make my way to the edge of the shore line remembering this was the very place I had brought myself the first time I entered these lands. I remember who came, Azrael and Tesseract. It seems so long ago I was only about a year old or so, thought I was so tough back then. I mean I still think I am but I’m a bit more mature about the whole ego thing at least. Still quiet as I was at my young age but I’m wiser with my tongue. I day dream for a time, as the water laps at my ivory paws. The cooling sensation from the liquid sends a new sense of energy in my bones.
I could still smell Diveen at the tip of my nose and thinking back I remember of what I was told. After a year or so within the area I was at if one was to leave one would have a death warrant on their head. Lucky for me I was not in the pack for more than a few months so really I doubt I’m even on their radar if anyone even remembers me. No worries though, thats the least from my mind now.
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