10-28-2019, 06:45 PM
Sierra smiled at Tristan's comment. She hefted the unstrung bow hanging from her shoulder. "We can hunt on the way." Sierra lived in the wilderness - preferred it to the concrete of the city. There was a slight sting of regret as she thought about what she'd left behind. But there was no reason the two lives couldn't be one. Though Elyse and Marta would not survive long out here. They were born to the concrete, born to necessities that were not so much.
Once out of the wake of the ancient one's origination, or rather the wolves visions the signs began to slowly dimiish. The flower still glowed and warmed her face. But the chitter of animals was once again heard, and the wolves still sounded in her head, but they were farther away, gone to their own hunts. Back to the wolf world they knew, while their human friends dredged onward. Never followed even though he'd been told to stay home, Sierra didn't send him back the pup wouldn't listen. So she welcomed him back to the group with a thought. He wasn't as impetutant as Stinging Nose had been, but Never was never going to give up no matter what. Sierra should just stop trying to persuade him to listen when he didn't want to. He thought of her as a pup and like all wolves did. She welcomed him back home.
As they walked Sierra strung her bow. It was like second nature. There would be bird or varmint to catch on their walk as they headed in the only direction they had. But as the glimpses of the ancient one failed Sierra began to doubt herself.
Once out of the wake of the ancient one's origination, or rather the wolves visions the signs began to slowly dimiish. The flower still glowed and warmed her face. But the chitter of animals was once again heard, and the wolves still sounded in her head, but they were farther away, gone to their own hunts. Back to the wolf world they knew, while their human friends dredged onward. Never followed even though he'd been told to stay home, Sierra didn't send him back the pup wouldn't listen. So she welcomed him back to the group with a thought. He wasn't as impetutant as Stinging Nose had been, but Never was never going to give up no matter what. Sierra should just stop trying to persuade him to listen when he didn't want to. He thought of her as a pup and like all wolves did. She welcomed him back home.
As they walked Sierra strung her bow. It was like second nature. There would be bird or varmint to catch on their walk as they headed in the only direction they had. But as the glimpses of the ancient one failed Sierra began to doubt herself.