Deepwood Weald a shadowy hand turns the page

Even if he wanted her kill, she wouldn’t dispute over it; slim pickings didn’t hold the merit to. Here before her was a wolf who had an orderly pelt about him. In good health and seemingly neutral in nature. Unique as the alternating dark and light patterns of his coat, what was common about him in relation to some individuals Zsuzsa already chanced upon was mentioning a land that used to be home. There seemed to be quite a bit of wolves who were displaced from their typical dwelling, from pack members and loners alike. Zsuzsa’s sable brows furrowed. Either there was a record of natural disasters this year or a universal need to escape one’s past. Zsuzsa wasn’t exempt from the latter herself, but it did make her wonder why so many wolves in these Wilds were repositioned from their lands during this current time.
 
Her steel gaze traversed the lay of the area, surveying the dead leaves and the wafer-thin trees. It was once a former haunt of his, passed down to the next generation of creatures to inhabit. It was still now, and the forest kept its secrets of the past he once was a part of. ”Mm. A rite of passage, almost. Not ever having that feeling again until you create a new home with a new pack. You miss the idea of it. Perhaps that’s all it is. Missing a now imaginary place.” Zsuzsa wistfully remarked, unsure of why she suddenly got so philosophically abstract. It could be reflected in her own experience of once not being homeless, but “home”less. As difficult as the lone wolf lifestyle could be, the Mackenzie welcomed the solitude aspect that came with it. She was convinced she never had a home and even if she chose to settle with a pack one day, she accepted it would be the same transient feeling she always knew it had been for her.

Possibly this wasn’t his experience with it at all. Perhaps she was just using it as an icebreaker. She was never one to pry open anyone if they weren’t comfortable sharing their inner selves. This expectation with strangers was low but it seemed most wolves in these parts proved to be amicable so far.