nascence

in the day the warmth of sun had beat down on sol’s golden pelt, now the star sank towards the horizon. traveling south had lead her away from the sea and she had slowly lost the coastline and now the desert was her place for now. for some days she had wandered and without guidance during the day she could only read the stars at night to know where to go. yet at no point would she know when she was near to her birthplace unless she somehow found her mothers or a familiar sighting. she only trusted that the sea and moon aided her even here, leading her instinctually on the right path to follow. 

in the distance she saw a small wolf- no, maybe a coyote- shaking out its fur. solaire chuffed to announce her presence nearby, and hesitated in the continuation of her journey, but otherwise remained quiet for now.