04-14-2022, 04:38 AM
It bothered her.
There was a nagging, pulling feeling to the back of her mind that had Orlaith linger around the mountains ; a desire to climb to the very peak and shout her own name. To let the world know and pronounce she is here and not to go, and they could not simply kick her out and ignore her such as the warrior land as once did. She did not want a vengeance, but a true home at the very least.
Someone to call her own, where warriors look up to them and she could lead like she once did. Though even Orlaith knew that climbing the ranks weren't so easy, and that itself brought even more of an irritation. To start over from the ground up, to packs already well-established. The thought did come — hey, why not her own pack? But she didn't want to deal with the politics all of it, after watching the elders exchange and discuss inner conflicts and from the packs around them. Was much to of a hassle ; she found it much easier to simply be the muscle, and push her way through.
Then came the issue — a mountain that seemed to called out to her was claimed. So she mostly kinda hovered around it, until really figuring out what to do or when the nagging feel within her chest will disappear. She tended to trust her instincts a lot, and this.. Was tricky.
She was hovering around the outskirts of the mountain, in a plains between the both large standing views. It was close to the tundra, as she could feel the occasional breeze brush by and see points of an everfrost tipping with a snowfall. Not something she wished to step anytime soon, but took note that they relatively close to the true north — or at least what she thought was true north.
There wasn't particularly anything else nearby, besides even more forests and plains.. The lacking of other packs were around, but yet she could've sworn there was a mixture upon the mountain before her ; where two packs collide in smell. She sat below, staring at it with a narrowed gaze.
There was a nagging, pulling feeling to the back of her mind that had Orlaith linger around the mountains ; a desire to climb to the very peak and shout her own name. To let the world know and pronounce she is here and not to go, and they could not simply kick her out and ignore her such as the warrior land as once did. She did not want a vengeance, but a true home at the very least.
Someone to call her own, where warriors look up to them and she could lead like she once did. Though even Orlaith knew that climbing the ranks weren't so easy, and that itself brought even more of an irritation. To start over from the ground up, to packs already well-established. The thought did come — hey, why not her own pack? But she didn't want to deal with the politics all of it, after watching the elders exchange and discuss inner conflicts and from the packs around them. Was much to of a hassle ; she found it much easier to simply be the muscle, and push her way through.
Then came the issue — a mountain that seemed to called out to her was claimed. So she mostly kinda hovered around it, until really figuring out what to do or when the nagging feel within her chest will disappear. She tended to trust her instincts a lot, and this.. Was tricky.
She was hovering around the outskirts of the mountain, in a plains between the both large standing views. It was close to the tundra, as she could feel the occasional breeze brush by and see points of an everfrost tipping with a snowfall. Not something she wished to step anytime soon, but took note that they relatively close to the true north — or at least what she thought was true north.
There wasn't particularly anything else nearby, besides even more forests and plains.. The lacking of other packs were around, but yet she could've sworn there was a mixture upon the mountain before her ; where two packs collide in smell. She sat below, staring at it with a narrowed gaze.
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