Post by Capricorn♑ on Nov 28, 2012 19:07:23 GMT -5
The tunnels had been her home for years. Nocte remembered the main chamber, how the wolves frolicked sometimes. She remembered the day she had been assigned to her mission to kill a twun, and the last night she spent her. She remembered the first time she had returned to the familiar caverns, the home of her second pack in her immortal life. Nocte remembered every turn, every rock, every crystal, and every den in which a wolf had ever seen, touched, walked across, or slept in. It was bittersweet, but these tunnels had served their purpose. One day, perhaps, the Sensuret pack would revert to their older form- the cave-dwelling Waru pack.
The black twun was gazing into the entrance to her former home, where a mist had seeped into the cave. Surprisingly, it was perfectly clear outside- if Nocte were to press her paw on a gray rock, she could feel the warmth. She found a resting place in the grass and laid down, relaxing.