Spring had come, but winter clung to the mornings, dusting the new greenery with silver frost. Blaise had always preferred to wake up with the sun, though it was more a natural routine than simple preference. No matter the hour that she fell asleep, she always woke at dawn. She was a creature of habit, drawn out of her dreams by the peace and quiet of the early daytime. This was her first morning in Northstar Vale. The female almost could not believe she was here, a pack wolf once more. She had enjoyed her time as a wanderer, but she did not regret her decision to come here. Despite her quiet nature, the gray female was lonely and without purpose when she had no one to serve. She was a little afraid that something would go wrong - that somehow she would not belong here. But there was no use in having those vague fears. All she could do was try to prove herself useful, and hope to be rewarded by friends and relationships. The small female blinked sleep from her cobalt eyes and pushed herself up. She had spent the night in a sparse grove near the borders, now she was eager to leave it and explore her new home. Maybe meet someone new. Blaise left her bed of new spring grass and started off toward the center of her packlands, her gait both graceful and energetic. |
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