Sun Mote Copse A runaway once more

The fae left his side, her body protesting, and padded towards the water surfaced by the gold of the nearly set sun. She was not a vain creature, but her earlier thoughts had planted their seeds. She gently dipped her paw into the turquoise-blue liquid, watching as it found a new path around her forelimb. With a light twirl of her paw, she pulled it from the water's cool touch, revealing her gilded coloring once more.

She allowed herself to revel in the scenery for a moment longer before looking behind her to her companion. He looked lost in thought, concerned about some matter she could not decipher. She quickly realized his intent and frowned as he spoke. "Do you doubt my wish to come with you?" She prowled back up the bank towards him, every step slow and concise; that of a trained huntress. She stopped merely inches before him, a frown marring her delicate features. "I do not make my decisions lightly." Her words were whispered so quietly that they came out huskily.

With her words, she turned back to the water, giving him a flick of her tail. She was back at the waters edge before one could blink, washing away the pains of the day. With every droplet of crimson that ran from her into the stream, she was able to release some of her emotions. The anger and grief against her Alphess slowly trickled away, leaving a dull ache in her chest. She did not doubt leaving the pack, although by others it might have seemed naive. Instead, she would embrace her new freedom -- with Embry at her side.