Solitary Confinement [open]

[kiaru]

-Kiaru-

Deep brown orbs cautiously scanned the surrounding area, the bright white of her coat doing little to hide the arctic femme in the snow-lacking south of Anikira. The thick fog and light drizzling rain on the other hand did wonders for the nervous she-wolf. Whether it was false or not, the slight cover lent by the fog and rain left Kiaru with some sense of security. Rising from the ground, she began to pad quietly forward. For any other wolf, simply getting a drink of water from the quiet Turxos Creek would be nothing. It was just water, just a drink, right? Unfortunately, when you cross a frozen ocean and experience several deaths during the ordeal before you're even six months old, it's not just water. Forcing back a whimper, Kiaru approached the quiet water carefully and quietly, looking around all the while to ensure she was alone. So far, so good.

Kiaru had managed to avoid meeting other wolves for several weeks at this point, sticking to the shadows and generally behaving as a ghost might. Dipping her maw to the cool, clear water, Kiaru took a moment to check out for a bit, to forget life and focus on quenching her thirst. You're all alone.... no one is here to bother you. You're not going to hurt anyone, and no one is going to hurt you. No one wants to come out in this rain anyway. Surprisingly, Kiaru's attempts to calm herself were working this time, a little better than usual, anyway. It probably helped that she'd been to this creek and repeated this behavior for several days now, maybe even a couple of weeks. Ritual was everything to the white wolf, and anything that threw that off generally threw her into a bit of a tizzy.

Thirst finally taken care of, Kiaru backpedaled away from the creek a little quicker than was really necessary, and began to walk down the bank. Confident in her solitude, Kiaru began to relax and enjoy the drizzly day. It wasn't terribly cold and the fog laid over everything like a blanket, keeping things quiet. She liked it that way and wasn't in any rush to leave the area any time soon. Perhaps I ought to bed down here... I don't think anyone would mind. This caused her to chuckle. Who am I kidding? There's nobody else here. There hasn't been for a long time I think... Truly, this area was perfect for Kiaru. There were no major packs in the area, not that she had picked up on anyway, and there were very few, if any, loners in the area. Sweet solitude.... This is more than perfect. If I'm not mistaken, there are some caverns nearby....perhaps I'll steal one for my own. Entangled deep within her thoughts, Kiaru didn't notice another presence lingering nearby...

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notes | anyone can join! several or just one. feel free to terrorize my darling Kiaru or befriend her. I'm cool with whatever!

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There was simply too much going on for Anubis to handle any longer. With the pack milling about and stressing him out, it was all that Anubis could do to remain in the strangling environment until he could request the opportunity to step away. Dismissing Amun had been on thing; leaving himself was something else entirely. The fact that he had left Isis there absolutely destroyed the Iranian male. He had done nothing but try to look out for her since he found her, and yet it seemed like every time he failed. There was little he could do to control the internal beating he repeatedly handed himself. He simply felt inadequate in every way.

Of course, years of being subordinate to his brother had done that to him. With Osiris out of the picture, one would think that his confidence would gradually improve. But all that had managed was to force him into an unhealthy dependency on his sister. He was not going to be alone anymore. With his new pack, he had a form of support, but if all those wolves back there were part of Ryala, then it was more than likely that he was going to get lost in the ranks of the pack. He could never amount to much with such extreme quantities of competition. In fact, he was simply glad that he had managed to talk Rasalas into accepting him prior to the wave of wolves. When Calandra and Anubis had first met the alpha, he seemed concerned about the fate of his pack. Now, even in the face of a catastrophic event, the alpha seemed to be in higher spirits. He was likely a wolf that enjoyed being surrounded by others. Not that Anubis was not glad for his alpha, because he was. But Anubis was so different that it was almost painful. He could not survive under the watching eyes of all those wolves. He could not amount to much when everyone else would be around to beat him down.

And so the black-tipped male strayed from the pack, wandering from the boulder field to the creek that he knew flowed through the canyon. All Anubis could do was hope that the ash and soot from the volcano had not settled into the water of the creek. Luckily, as the tinkling sound of water filled his ears, the accompanying smell of burning was not there. There was a little hope for the canyon after all. The male approached the creek with a soft sigh, dipping his head and hungrily lapping the water to quench his thirst once more. All that running and trauma had messed with the male's inner balance, and this was one step closer to bringing himself back to equilibrium.

As was usual for the male, he did not take the time to see if anyone else happened to be around. It was because of this that, once Anubis turned away from the water, he nearly leaped out of his pelt at the sight of a white wolf sunbathing near the creek. An involuntary snort slipped out of the male's muzzle as he stared at the amusing sight. It was uncommon to see a fluffy wolf in these parts, though it was winter-time. Perhaps it made more sense than he gave the wolf credit. It was warmer here than it was nearly anywhere on the continent, so she was obviously doing something right if she were trying to avoid getting cold. Don't just stand there and stare at her, he reminded himself, the mental butt kick exactly what he needed to find his voice.

"Excuse me, miss. Are you alright?" he inquired gently, although he was fairly certain that she was just fine. He just did not want to come across as a creepy stalker that had been staring at her for the past few minutes, even though that was exactly what had happened.