A Foreign Home [Open//Joining] Feb 26, 2016 14:17:23 GMT -5
Post by Antares on Feb 26, 2016 14:17:23 GMT -5
Golden eyes fluttered open to greet the vibrant rays of morning. A light sigh escaped from the russet canine's muzzle as she arched herself back in a deep stretch. It hardly seemed possible that the night could crawl so slowly; yet, life had a way of doing that. The past several nights had been rather sleepless to say the least. Insomnia was certainly trying to get the best of her these days or perhaps a hidden anxiety was creeping into her soul in regards to this day. Regardless of what traces of nervousness were within, Antares had already made up her mind. The step outside of her comfort zone needed to be made. 'Well, what are we waiting for,' cracking a nervous smile to herself, the femme began on her journey.
She had taken the past few days to bring herself within a few hours of her destination, or so she hoped. Truthfully, Antares knew not if she would find what she was looking for. There was always the chance that Tassos was not the only one to suffer over the past few years. The most recent volcanic eruption, only a few moons ago, had reminded the red canine of the tales her family used to tell her when she was young. Memories flooded her senses so violently that for a moment the young female had to pause. She could remember it like it was yesterday, one of the few moments that shown clear to her about her mother. She was nuzzled up close to her mother alongside her siblings. It was time for sleep, but their whimpers and pleas were answered with one more story. That night their mother told them about the day the earth shook and the sky rained fire down upon them - the eruption that had taken away their home in the Occasus. Antares could never forget that story, the way her mother so vividly had painted it for all of them. And the best part had been the heroic way that father had brought all of the wolves back together. Despite the fear and uncertainty that was being thrown at all of them, regardless of the lives lost - her father was a hero, he stood up to the world and inspired hope in those that had none. He willingly would have given his life to all of them, some pack members and some strangers.
When the volcano had spewed its hatred most recently, she was alone. There was no father or mother or hero to save her; she needed to be her own hero. Luckily for her, she had not been residing close to the explosion; yet, knowing of the destruction it could cause from the stories of her past, she had been afraid nonetheless. It was enough to cause the female to make the decision that she had been trying to avoid. A part of her felt guilty for being able to walk away alive; but she knew that her family would have wanted her to move on and live the best life that she could.
Gradually her paws slowed their pace until she came to a stop outside of a gaping entrance to a cavern. Vibrant yellow eyes scanned the terrain for any visible threats, there appeared to be none. The land looked and felt peaceful, despite the ominous cave entrance. She hoped that she had not made a wrong turn, but deep inside she knew that she had not. Now that she had arrived, she was surprised by the tension in her heart and the nervousness creeping up her spine. Antares had never encountered another pack in the manner she was about to now. She was a stranger to them, what reason did they have to welcome her into their home? Containing her fear, the femme tilted her muzzle skyward and let out a quick howl. It was the only way that she could think of to get the attention of one of the wolves here and to make her presence known. The last thing she wanted to do was to trespass and have this entire endeavor go poorly.
As she waited for a response to her calling, Antares noticed that she had never felt more alone. All her life she had been living with her family, her pack. Now she was an outsider hoping to gain admission to someone else's safe haven. It made her realize how much she missed all of them, not just her blood relatives. Eyelids shut momentarily as a gate against the tears that were struggling to break free. 'Compose yourself. If you wish to gain acceptance then show them that you deserve it. Not that they should feel bad for you,' she lashed out at herself mentally. As she opened her eyes, she forced herself to box up the negative emotions swirling inside. Now was not the time to mourn, it was the time for rebirth. This was her chance for a new beginning and she was certainly not going to let that pass her by.