Larisa drifted along beneath the canopy of pine trees. She could still see the sky above, a bleak sort of gray where clouds covered all features of the sky and the sun wasn’t strong enough to burn it’s way through them. She lifted her nose; pine and salt were the scents of her home, something she had become very used to. She smelled Crixus as usual, but little else of wolves. She did not regret their home being isolated and quiet, but it was making finding recruits a more difficult task.
She wondered where Kaya had gotten to. Perhaps the woman had abandoned them. Larisa would not hold out hope that her delay meant she was returning with many worth wolves. She wondered if Crixus had had much more luck finding worthwhile strangers.
The pale woman let out a long howl for her mate. She didn’t feel the need to call too loudly as her voice would surely be heard no matter where Crixus was on the island. At least, she was pretty sure he was on the island at the moment.
Apr 14, 2018 10:03 AM
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