Dawnlark Plains ≡ Dragonfly

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It was strangely nicer out today than it usually was. The ground wasn't exactly what you'd call "dry",  but Fujiwara had no right to complain about such a trivial detail — it was much better than walking around drenched and shivering from the rain. 

Izumi decided it was time to wander some distance away from Seelie Court territory for a moment and gather the thoughts that have been jumbled in her mind for the past couple of days. Besides trying to find any remnants of family that managed to survive the massacre, her parents were now dead and Izu was now a rouge — meaning that she would have to start exploring her purpose in this world and any useful skillsets that she might specialize in. Only problem with this was that Izumi hadn't found a passion yet — and a lifetime spent running away from responsibility only deepened that burden. 

What would the damsel be able to bring to the table when it came to being an active member of her new pack? This was a question Izumi herself could not answer right now. But she was beyond determined to find something; it was only natural that she'd give back to the very place that accepted her as one of their own during a crucial time of need.

Just a stroll through the fields was all it was supposed to be at first, but now Izumi felt inclined to use this free time and search for her siblings. There were no duties stopping the she-wolf from doing so, and she had all day to spend before having to head back home, why not? Yet when her path led further into the feild, she'd start to noice an out line in the distance. They were tall — similar in height as she, but packed with muscle to show a difference in sex. Despite not getting acquainted with everyone in the court just yet, his scent alone already told Izumi he was not a fellow member. She did not tread forward, but only stared with observant curiosity.