Meleys followed the caribou. She always had, something which had been pushed onto her in just a pawful of months. She remembered the aching in her limbs, the tiredness of her eyes. She also remembered faces of those she had met in those early days and how many disappeared just as quickly with the only reasoning being "they were weak".
The Blackroot clan was as hard worn as any Lanzadoii, if not harder. Their hearts as hard as the beaten tundra plains of their path.
Having abandoned the herd which she had followed for over four years of her life, she felt at a loss. She felt almost naked, without them. A bleeding sorrow for those caribou far outweighed any yearning for the clan members she had left. She had to find another herd now and so she did.
She approached the herd slowly, accessing, quiet, keeping her distance. The scent of others of her kind near, but she minded her place from them. Meleys only wished to know of she could find home among this herd.
The Blackroot clan was as hard worn as any Lanzadoii, if not harder. Their hearts as hard as the beaten tundra plains of their path.
Having abandoned the herd which she had followed for over four years of her life, she felt at a loss. She felt almost naked, without them. A bleeding sorrow for those caribou far outweighed any yearning for the clan members she had left. She had to find another herd now and so she did.
She approached the herd slowly, accessing, quiet, keeping her distance. The scent of others of her kind near, but she minded her place from them. Meleys only wished to know of she could find home among this herd.
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run - by Meleeys - September 19, 2024, 09:17 PM