It had been long enough. He said he was coming back, and he didn't. Magena waited for her brother for nearly a year, thinking that he would at least come back to ask if she wanted to follow suit. No, he remained gone and this pissed Magena off. She doesn't care how beautiful Moladion is, or how lovely the wolves are, she is furious with it all. She's come to drag her brother back to hell whether he likes it or not. So while she pushed through the shrubs, red clay sticking to her white paws, she grumbled aloud, making her seem less the lady than she already is. But what fuck does she have to give? The last ounce of care she has left is for her ignorant, insubordinate brother.
Jauvin. Oh Jauvin, you should see her now. Stalking through the weeds, bright yellow pools daring another to mess with her as they gaze forth. Her head hangs low, her shoulders slunk and lax. That relaxed state doesn't hide the tension behind those wary muscles though, she isn't afraid to combust into silver flames. This stupid journey has her jaded, but she refuses to stop and rest. The remaining of her attitude changed from the moment she left, to now and today she is extremely pissed the fuck off. You'd swear you can see steam rolling from her ears, and a mean fire blazing in those yellow eyes.
She has no idea on where she is going, all she knows is that she can smell him. Now that she's made it to the Moladion lands, it will be much easier to track Jauvin down. As pissed as off as she seems, she's actually quite happy by the thought of having her brother near once again, giving her more ambition to push forward and continue her search. She had been stubborn enough to stay with her pack, her family. Jauvin did beg her to come along, but Magena only refused. She thought it best to stay with Ma and Pa, to make sure they were alright. The disappointment on their faces are still etched in her mind, saddened when he left... More heart broken than anything. They knew he meant well, though. He only wanted to begin a new life, meet his other half and find his soul. That's no excuse to just leave your family behind, even though Magena is in denial about the fact that her parents weren't upset about Jauvin leaving, they were upset because she hadn't gone with him. They only wanted what's best for the two of them, even if that meant the both leaving and starting a new life. Soon after her brother left, Ma and Pa begged for her to find him, but she only thought it was to bring him back home. Something she's never been able to comprehend are hints, and so she was oblivious to the big hint her parents had tossed out there.
The call for attention caught her own, gray ears swivel as her yellow irises dance around in frustration. Since she had shown up in Moladion, she hadn't the slightest luck of finding her brother, surely someone had to know where to look, right?
'This is ridiculous!' she thought, huffing out a grumbling growl while turning her lithe frame to climb. She ascended with ease, born and raised a mountain wolf, climbing is one of the things she does best. The rocks had also reminded her of home, her chest became heavy as she began to miss them even more. She just wanted to grab her brother, and then get the hell out of here. In and out. As far as she is concerned, the rest can eat shit and run rabbits. Magena had never been the type to play well with others, it was always Jauvin with the kind and generous heart, Magena was just there to keep his ass in line.
Sure she is five minutes younger than him, but that didn't stop her in the least, she'd gotten the dominance thing from her father. She was born a runt, but somehow hit a growth spurt. She may still be small, but her beautiful legs were long and put her at a graceful stride. Her senses her keen, she can almost always tell what move will be made next, whether it be promised or not. She had also become a bit bossy through this year, she always gets what she wants and when she wants it. What she says, always goes. Little does she know that the wolves she's about to run into, take very little shit. Her attitude will most likely get her nowhere, except killed... Eventually. Even if she takes precautions, there is always that one with the 'ten feet tall, and bulletproof' attitude, an attitude much bigger than hers.
The sound of roaring waters reaches her radars before she spots the falls. It is a majestic thing, but Magena isn't here to sit on her ass and enjoy the view. If it were up to her, she'd be in a hurry, but this all depends on what games Jauvin decides to play.
It took her a moment to spot the two, one lazing prettily across the path of the other, who teases a mouse with such sadistic nature. Magena did not hesitate to let herself be known, she made as much noise as her silent paws could conjure. She guessed that they most likely noticed her before she even approached, little does she care.
Her pace slows, her dial still dipped and her shoulders still relaxed. Her nostrils flare as he inhales the scents that cling to their pelts. She isn't in search of blood shed this day, so hopefully they get the memo, though she remains quiet until spoken to.
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