Someone she hasn't met yet, perhaps?
It was good to be back. She missed her mother terribly, of course, but they were both beginning new chapters of their lives. Angel was determined to make the most of this, and to see the journey through. Already, the valley held something of her heart, and she could feel it growing in her chest like a weed.Breathing in the fresh, cold air, she set off around the territory's perimeter, leaving her scent here and there to make her presence known. She'd faded from the borders in her absence, and she didn't like that — but soon, no one would pass by without knowing that she lived her.
But she paused, here and again. Right now, in fact. To stop and listen to the haunting, whistling cry of the elk in the distance. There would a hunt very soon. A hunt in honor of her return.
A small smile tugged at her mouth as she carried on her way.
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