OOC: Set a little vague only because her rank has not yet been addressed. She is looking for a den or a packmate to share one well :D Any and all can join!
In her time within the Vale, she had taken stock of its splendor as a whole and drew from it the serenity found within the encompassing mountains. More haven than seclusion, the imposing arms brought forth protection as well as the earthly glory of its commanding height, reminding the woman all too fondly of the mountains far north that had once been her home. She had been born to keep to the mountain, and it was only there that she had found true peace in her lifetime. The demon had done well, though he hadn’t the slightest idea how joyous his choice had made her.
Nor how important his promise was to her.
She would forfeit her life of seclusion to be within the fold, yet even then her own end was with apprehension for what it would mean. Too quickly she had been drawn into the mountain to make her home- too quickly had she been influenced to dance upon its ledges. Was she wrong for doing so? To seek making her home away from the greater whole? Perhaps not.
From her height neither too high or low from the earth, she could see the Vale in its entirety from a watcher’s careful post. Was that not the place for a guardian to remain? Just within reach should a summon rise, but at a distance so as not to impose on the actions of the day. Accessible by sight, able to receive in sound. And of course a refuge from the elements themselves, deep within the bosom of the mountain that within its warm depths, she could feel the pulse of its heart. Yes. Yes, it was ideal. Surely even he would have agreed as guard to both the male and female. Distant but within sight should they call for him. No… for them. For there was no light without its shadow. No cast without its source. One to be at the side of the other, but in her heart she did not believe this as literal. Her time within her mountain pack had assured her of this; such words were metaphorical lest equal or paired. And she was neither to him.
In truth, she believed this was what truly influenced her rise in the late hour of the noon to find for herself a home within the mountain and make her assumptions true.
Sighing softly, she relinquished her thoughtful state and pursued yet again a warm recess of the mountain. Her steps ever quiet, her gait graceful upon the treacherous stones. Yes, she was at home on the dangerous ledges but dangerous was only what it appeared to be. |