[open] are we lost or found

[Dayé]

when i run through the deep dark forest long after this has begun,

All of her instincts (both equine and canine) push her towards this - a dynamic that, even though the two shifters are not blood, already feels like the family she had been born with. Her parents are long gone - her father dead and mother disappeared. There is her half-brother, but the rumors that whisper like poison in the night keep her far seeking a reunion with Wolfbane. Her spirit, both wolf and horse, reels joyously with excitement and purpose.

Dayé watches with a cool brown gaze as the young girl shifts into a shape she hadn’t seen yet. The wolf’s jaws open in a surprised bark at the sight of the white tiger that then, in just a blink, is airborne as a white and black raptor. The dusty rose-colored wolf leaps onto all fours, her eyes following the spiraling albeit shaky flight of the osprey. Her brows prick with interest and curiosity, that same gaze glancing sideways at Sochi, impressed.

A breathless fox - alabaster and onyx - lands beside her with a breathless grin. Dayé lowers her head to whuffle gently between large triangular ears of the vulpine, a single ear trained on Sochi as the tigress addresses the young shifter. Dayé lifts a foreleg to affectionately paw at Mazikeen’s long snout, pleased with her abilities and the promise she shows with her willingness to learn about her own strength and power, as well as each of her other skins. She raises her head at the realization that there are more in the pack besides the three of them, lifting her chin as a wolfish grin finds her black-lined lips. “I’m glad we have all found each other.” Her voice is lush with pride and warmth, a growl vibrating low in her chest.

“Our strength within our pack will only grow.”

Dayé

where the sun would set, trees are dead, and the rivers were none.

@[Mazikeen] @[Sochi]
wow they are absolutely amazing
figured this is a good end for now, unless you would like to reply!