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She had travelled far and wide, but where was she to go? Aimlessly as she was, her soft footsteps taken Soliel across the lands, away from the maiden Pack her mother had been in and before she knew, moons had passed, and she felt grown into her paws. A beautiful lady, tall legs glides toward the pools of tarn, and stretched her lithe body from the tiresome journey. Where was she? The wolf inquired in thoughts as a lilac gaze peered around in curiosity.

A large mountain stood from afar, as unknowingly, Soliel felt inclined to walk toward as its peak stood across the lands. Tan paws glided toward it across forests and lakes, and here she was, just near it. Large and strong that it was, but she wondered, what was there once she had made it? A home? A lover? Or just a dream, as a fathers touch upon her shoulder, and a mothers love within her chest..

She sat, and locked eyes at above, craning her neck to the sky and taking a deep breathe. A break is needed.