Sunset Valley A Story Unfinished

HI! I've forgotten most of the codes for WOLF, forgive me when I screw something up! Kryp will make her way through Snowforest Taiga, try to go to STM, then most likely look for the others. Feel free to join this shy butterfly :)

The night was crisp and cool, the sun had already left the sky and allowed the moon to return to her pedestal. Stars were covered by clouds that rolled silently in the night. Few fireflies and other insects flew around, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. Crickets sang their quiet song, a farewell to the warmth of summer weather. Chilled breezes blew through the open area, wild grasses rolled with the wind like graceful and beautiful dancers. 

A sad animal came into view, disrupting the peace. It was a wolf- battered, beaten, starving. Her eyes were tired and weary, her body was heavy with fatigue. Her paw pads were numb, worn down, and bleeding. Several thorns had punctured her paws, and after successfully removing them all, they left holes that trickled with vermillion blood. But she felt no pain. She was beyond feeling pain. She was exhausted. Her coat of wheat and soil was lackluster, her eyes glazed over with tiredness. Her limbs shook as she stood still, desperately trying to stabilize herself. A breath escaped her dark lips, but it came out as a sigh. Her ears folded themselves back, then perked forward. Her subtle eyes remained locked onto the sight before her.

Mountains. She knew those mountains well. She knew one of them was Silvertip, her home. They were a long distance away, but nothing could stop her from reaching those mountains. Her family was there, waiting for her return. She promised to come back; she intended on keeping that promise. But would they accept her? Would they let her back in, or just discard her like the others had done before? A pitiful whine left her lips, her eyes watering. Would they forgive her?

She felt defeated. Why would they want her? She turned her back on them and left on a wild goose chase to see her biological family. But what did that leave her with? Pain, excruciating pain. She could never love them again, for they had backstabbed her. But, that was not her new family, her true family. That family lay beyond the mountains, upon one specific mountain she called home for so long. Silvertip. She knew of the wolves that were buried there, she knew the secrets the pack held and of the unity of family the pack had. She needed them desperately, they were the only ones who could save her.

The woods behind her groaned, branches creaking like old doors while leaves left their stems to dance. Some tumbled down to the ground and fell on the dirt with little grace. But some, oh, they danced lively. They twirled and soared above Krypton's head, sometimes landing in her thorny pelt. And, only a few, flew in front of her, offering guidance to her. Guidance to her home, her family. They knew who she was, what her mission was, what she needed to do. They wanted to help. Tears slid down her furry face, though they were absorbed quickly. The once-proclaimed beta shakily continued on, every step numbed her brain. She needed to get there, to those mountains, even if it meant traveling for days.

Her stomach gave off a loud growl in protest but remained quiet for the rest of the journey. Krypton couldn't eat, not now at least. She had the bigger picture in mind. 

Getting home.