Wapun Meadow iii. [m] sunglow and wildflower petals

Being alone was arguably much easier than being in a pack. No drama, no tension, no responsibilities but keeping yourself alive. Sometimes Jasmine thought of hitting up the coast and seeing if there were any seafarers that way who were after these same kind of things. But thinking was as far as she ever got. The Valley still had a hold on her, and today, she found herself in Wapun Meadow again, with an all too familiar face.

He walked around with his nose to the ground, and though Jasmine thought of calling out to him, that again was as far as that thought went.

With a coy smile she lowered herself and stalked after him. Something bright burned inside her — a strange want for his company, but she assumed this was because he had been so easy when she’d met him first time around.

She didn’t even think about the season.

Gonna do my best to prioritize this over the next week! <3