Duskfire Glacier we never go out of style

goodbye? :c

"lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones"

[size=small]It had not been negligence what had driven the young female away from her Confidential Girl Club. Even if her visits to the place were now less frequent, her drive to collect and store things in the back of the dark tunnels Scarlett and she had carved into the earth about a month ago, was always latent in her heart. Still, it would just a lie to say she had spent her time there, or that she had noticed the troubles that stirred with not only her mother, but her best friend --only friend --Scarlett.

With her mother's hysteria taking it's own toll on the interpersonal relations between packmates, and Maera's own wonderlust and desire to find a passion eating her alive she had, unknowingly, strayed away from the core of the Glacier, and from those who she cared for.
She knew nothing about her mother's altercation with Scarlett's new favorite child, Adlartok, but if she did, it was more than obvious whose side she would've taken.

So with a twig and an eagle feather clutched between her front teeth, the redheaded teen finally entered the small clearing she had basically had spent her childhood at. The clearing that held her treasures. As she walked towards the sad opening of the den she noticed the weak presence of her dear Clubmate's sweet perfume.
A soft hrrmph slipped past the goodies in her mouth and into the cold Winter air.
Even if she had not been actively visiting the Club for the past weeks, she had not expected to find out that she had not been the only one neglecting the place either.
Immediately, Maera's rash teenage mind went back to the strange, masculine, smell she had found clinging to the Caretaker's skin during one of their hunting lessons.

Now, Maera knew little of romance or relationships -- practically nothing aside from what the love her parents had once exhibited -- but with the female's absence as an enigma and the eerie smell surfacing in her mind as the only explanation Maera crunched the twig in half as she allowed the feather to simply fall of her mouth.
Had she changed the Club for a man?

Had she broken the (yet unknown to Maera) law of chicks before dicks?

An anxious huff erupted from her chest then as she thought of how silly she had been to think that Scarlett wouldn't leave her too. They all did eventually, didn't they? And even if they came back -- as her mother -- the void left by their departure was always felt.
So with her ego dented and her ears twisting back upon her skull she tipped her head up and called for @Scarlett .
Deep within her heart the teen wished that, regarless of who was the man she was with now (Adlartok or Kove) any reunion the albino was currently in, was interrupted by her calls.
A Club meeting was more important.
It had to be.

But, little did the girl know that the very first meeting she held would perhaps be as well, the last.[/SIZE]