The last stretch of the trip Larisa had pushed herself along. She had felt that nagging, achy feeling that was her heat creeping up upon her. Perhaps it had chosen an inopportune moment to arrive, just as she too returned home, or perhaps it would be a boon. She could only hope that Crixus’ nose might get the best of him to see her returned, and in such a state as well. She didn’t dare be away during this time though, already she felt as if Crixus might question her for it.
Larisa shook herself as she left the frigid water and took a moment on the beach, a small grooming, enough to clean some of the salt off. Naricsa’s scent was already gone from her, if the travel hadn’t done it, the salt water would have. No doubt she smelled like pine and salt, that too was feeling like home again. Padding under the canopy of trees she realized she had missed this place. It smelled like other wolves, though she was feeling too worried and preoccupied to think on their scents for too long.
She followed Crixus’ smell as best she could, hoping to find him alone, perhaps sleeping at this point of morning still. She didn’t wish to wake anyone else here and call them to her. Truly, she only wanted her mate this morning. “Crixus,” she spoke gently when she thought her nose had brought her to a reasonable place. It was still very dark, the moon gone but the sun not yet on the horizon. She glanced through the area looking for the spot of white that would be her mate.
[Calling this day 1 of heat]
Jun 15, 2018 10:01 PM
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