Bearclaw Valley What do you see in the mirror?

AW! Set at night

 


Solaria wandered, ever-moving, white ghost of the Valley. 
She wandered a time, occasionally passing by others at a distance to check in on them before moving on. 

And now, Vesta eased to sit under the stars in an open area, eyes glued to the expanse of sky and the twinkling lights littering the blackness. 
Would she be up there, one day?

Arielle liked to explore the territory at night and could often be found doing so. Tonight was no different. She had been content with her solitude, enjoying the warm summer night breeze as it caressed her face and rustled her fur. 

But then the wind offered something else—something that made the slender girl pause her soft, silent steps. Vesta. Anger sprang up in her chest, so strong that she had to draw in a deep breath to calm herself. This was a packmate, and she couldn't make her irrational anger known, at least for now. Better to get to know the woman; that seemed like a smarter plan.

So with a deep sigh, she followed the scent trail until it lead her to Vesta. Anger swelled again, but she quickly pushed it away and let a small smile curve her lips as she chuffed to announce her presence.

Hey, she offered softly as she stopped at the woman's side.

She heard another coming. Figuring it might be Merrick, Vesta was a tad surprised to see Arielle instead. The soft greeting earned a small nod in turn, before Vesta's eyes returned skyward...

She looked then, back to the other woman. Eyes inquisitive.

Why are you angry? She willed Arielle to catch the question