Death is but a distant rumor to the young

@Scarlett Néa is back baby~

Néa blinked the blood out of her right eye, wondering if that was snow falling as the world blurred and moved before her eyes. At this point of her journey, she was on her last legs. Her injuries were severe, even she knew that and she couldn't kid herself on that. She was almost a healer after all and there was no way she would survive much longer. There was a familiar scent on the wind, the scent of home and the wolves who had once accepted her as family.

Would they still want her back? Had they moved on since then? Had her newfound mama found someone else to look after? Néa had basically abandoned her after all.

The Wapun Meadows greeted her with it's sweet scent, wrapping her up in the scent of living plants and the decay of death of the sweet flowers as they fell from their mother plant on onto the ground, only to be crushed under her paws. Is that what had happened to her? Fallen, running from her home and now she was but the saccharine smell of the sweet decay of life. Her thoughts were dark but Néa was fairly sure death was around the corner. She had a right to be as dark as she bloody well wanted to be. But it was getting colder and if she didn't find someone soon, it would be dangerous.

The softness of spring had descended upon the Teekon Wilds and it was beautiful, as the plants flowered. Life would begin to spring once again as they moved along from Winter, then into the Summer times.

With the last of her strength, as her injuries pained and her stomach tightened in it's emptiness, she howled and called for the one person she knew would recognise her. The scent she had been following for days.

@Scarlett ...