OOC: Read only. This thread details Tzila's decision to leave Yuelong in favor of Duskfire Glacier. Permission given by Summer & Vami for mention of Hua/Aiolos and other assumptions.
With her mind made up and set towards a new path with Wintersbane, Tzila knew she could not put off breaking the news to Hua any longer. The isle had been her home for almost a year now. But ever since Astaroth had left and Sotiris had disappeared, it was beginning to feel less and less like a home, and more like a prison. She had never been fond of the sea, and had only come here so as to be close to Astaroth. To try and change. To force something that just did not sit naturally with her. She had only stayed because of her son. Now that he was gone too, and with no particularly strong ties, there was nothing to keeping her rooted here.
It was a sign that it was time for her to move on. She had been consistently loyal to Hua and Aiolos throughout her duration in the pack. She had even tried to open up to both of them, at one point or another. But she had experienced too much loss. Not just of her son and Astaroth. The fall of their Moonspear allies, particularly Hydra, hit her hard. The inspiration from Wintersbane, to start something new, was just what she needed. She still was uncertain in many ways, but it was the best option she had. After all, he too had experienced the loss of Moonspear and it's Queen.
Alone, she had met with Hua and recalled all the recent events. Poured out her feelings. Her anguish, her fears, loss and anger. Of why she felt the pull that she did now. Of the talk she had with Aiolos, who had assured her should this day come, he would not hold her actions against her. She was not leaving Yuelong with a foul taste in her mouth, or because of anything they did. She made that clear. Her reasons were personal, and she wished to continue to share the relationship she had established with Hua and Aiolos. Even if it were farther away, apart of another pack. When all was said and done and laid out on the table, both wolves seeing eye to eye, Tzila dipped her head low in one last gracious gesture. Then she turned, crossing the bridge to try and begin anew yet again.
With her mind made up and set towards a new path with Wintersbane, Tzila knew she could not put off breaking the news to Hua any longer. The isle had been her home for almost a year now. But ever since Astaroth had left and Sotiris had disappeared, it was beginning to feel less and less like a home, and more like a prison. She had never been fond of the sea, and had only come here so as to be close to Astaroth. To try and change. To force something that just did not sit naturally with her. She had only stayed because of her son. Now that he was gone too, and with no particularly strong ties, there was nothing to keeping her rooted here.
It was a sign that it was time for her to move on. She had been consistently loyal to Hua and Aiolos throughout her duration in the pack. She had even tried to open up to both of them, at one point or another. But she had experienced too much loss. Not just of her son and Astaroth. The fall of their Moonspear allies, particularly Hydra, hit her hard. The inspiration from Wintersbane, to start something new, was just what she needed. She still was uncertain in many ways, but it was the best option she had. After all, he too had experienced the loss of Moonspear and it's Queen.
Alone, she had met with Hua and recalled all the recent events. Poured out her feelings. Her anguish, her fears, loss and anger. Of why she felt the pull that she did now. Of the talk she had with Aiolos, who had assured her should this day come, he would not hold her actions against her. She was not leaving Yuelong with a foul taste in her mouth, or because of anything they did. She made that clear. Her reasons were personal, and she wished to continue to share the relationship she had established with Hua and Aiolos. Even if it were farther away, apart of another pack. When all was said and done and laid out on the table, both wolves seeing eye to eye, Tzila dipped her head low in one last gracious gesture. Then she turned, crossing the bridge to try and begin anew yet again.
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