I hated waking up in a strange bed.I hated even more that my normal routine could not be kept.
Usually I wake up before almost everyone else.I quickly throw o n some sweatpants, not even
bothering with a shirt.
These rare hours that I have to myself I use them to spoil myself.
The rest of my days are filled with meetings, trainings, and other pack business.
With the tension in my shoulders I know that I need to let my wolf out on a run so that I am calmer
tonight for the festivities.
I know that my pack is hoping that I find my mate tonight.
Truth be told, I am a little anxious to find her as well.
I quickly make my way out of the pack house, and instantly my body starts to loosen up.I head to the
south and find myself looking up at the window of the room I slept in last night.
The Silver Moon pack has been very generous since we arrived, and I am thankful that Theo is great
with politics.
Right now, though I continue to the edge of the wood, my wolf already itching to be free.I love modern
amenities, but my heart and soul belong to Mother Nature.I stop for a moment to strip my sweatpants
off thankful that the woods are dense.I am not ashamed i n any way of my body, I have always taken
pride in m y physical appearance.
Training and running has made my body very tone, and being out in the sun has left my skin with a
honey caramel coloring.
I have been told that my skin compliments my hazel eyes.I keep my dark hair longer, but pulled back in
a low ponytail when I am human form.
Shifting into my wolf 1 practically purr at feeling the soft, dense moss beneath my paws.
Inhaling the deep sweet smell of the surrounding pine trees I feel my muscles relax.I start running
towards the south, enjoying the easy slopes that are allowing me to stretch out my legs.I can smell
water up ahead and decide that it would be a great idea to stop and allow myself a drink.
As I near the river, I can smell another wolf nearby.I do not know if it is a rogue, or a member of the
Silver Moon pack.
Although some introductions were made yesterday, I was irritated and did not pay too much attention.
If it is a rogue, I will end its life.
It is not uncommon for rogues to travel together and sometimes they use a single wolf as a scout.
As I clear the trees and come upon the riverbank all my senses are on high alert.
Then I seen the other wolf, and I relax a little.
I can tell that it is a female because she is smaller in size.
Her fur is a beautiful brown with undertones of red fur.I am drawn to her but as I move to come closer,
she senses me and dashes off back towards the Silver Moon pack house.
This puts my mind at ease because it is obviously a member of the pack.
A rogue would not run towards a pack house.
As I lazily lap at the water, I am secretly hoping that I will get to meet the female tonight at the Mabon
ball.
Her brown eyes were soft, but something in those depths called to me.
I am kicking myself all the way back towards the pack house.I should have run after her.I should have
tried to engage her in running with me.I am really hating my lack of social skills at the moment.I am
chuckling to myself as I imagine that Theo will be very surprised that I am now looking forward to
tonight’s festivities.
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