time after time

I am the actual worst for making you wait so long for this. <3

Life was difficult. Everyone had something to deal with in the great scheme of things. Siv listened carefully to the female’s words. There was a strange sense of sadness to the story that had been unfurled. Had it not been for the hint of pride in the honey-colored woman’s voice, the coywolf girl would have found herself pitying Cara. She could not entirely grasp the concept of losing someone she loved. She had come across many friends in her short time traveling, but she knew very little of what had become of them. This, in itself, was sad enough. To think that she had created a life where she was not tied to anyone. Her friendships were only shallow, then, and she had crafted herself into something of an elusive creature… solitary, and lonely. It was not something that she would be proud of.

Drawing her ears forward, Siv intently awaited the conclusion of the story that was being unfurled. Her mind flashed images of battling wolves and regal warriors, fighting for the right to call that land their own or to relinquish it from those they deemed unworthy. Siv had always had an active imagination, and still the picture that was being painted for her was enough to cause her some unease. What darkness was hidden beneath the Teekon Wilds’ beautiful exterior? The coywolf female could not entirely picture the pretty face before her battling against brine and sea-salt wolves. Siv herself had not really seen any fighting; she doubted she would have been very good at it. Nonetheless, the female seemed to speak on the subject with reverence and mystery. It was enough to make the Savoy girl wish that she had been around for all of it. Instead, she was sitting on the aftermath and listening to stories of ghosts.

“Gee, that must have been rough. So, you’re the Alpha, then? Where’d you guys move to? Why didn’t you stick it out here on good ol’ mount doom?” Siv asked the female with a quirked brow. Her eyes were wide with interest, and her tail had ceased its incessant flagging. She had found herself more enraptured in the story that had been presented than she had intended. Still, there were things that had not yet been answered by the mystery she-wolf. And in that moment, Siv found it slightly odd that she was so involved in this woman’s life when she did not even know the golden female’s name. Nevertheless, the Savoy girl would be certain to find it out soon enough.

Flicking her tongue across her narrow muzzle and blinking several times at her companion, Siv wondered how she could carry so much heartache with her. She had lost leaders, and if Cara’s alpha had been anything like Peregrine or Fox, then Siv did not see how it would be capable to move on without feeling the ache of that loss. It was painful for the girl to even imagine losing the wolves of the caldera. They were just as much a part of her family as her true blood was. Even more so, the coywolf female could not comprehend what it would be like to witness that same death in a battle. Wolves were territorial and fierce creatures – protective of their lands and their families. To fall for the sake of land, though… that was a truly awful way to leave the earth.