Her morning started off like every other morning did. Wake up before the sun could kiss the land with it's golden rays, that cold crisp air that was enough to make the warmth of her body slowly fade. Her paws carried her through the woods until she came to a stop looking out towards the water. This was the norm for months if not years, the days all became one to her and no matter where her and the crew was, she always find a similar place as if waiting, hoping that beyond the horizon she would she a familiar ship.
It had been years since she last spoke with her brother, years since she last saw his face. Thoughts ran through her mind as her heart began to race thinking all the possible outcomes. Was he dead? Did something happened? Where was he? A painful howl escaped her maw before finally turning back around and heading back before anyone noticed she was gone.
The more she thought about her brother, the faster she began running carelessly. With each step another "flashback" of what could of been plagued her mind. Faster she went until the soft earth underneath her caused her to slip, tumbling down the side and struggling even more to find something to hold on to. It was then Oricila's body slammed hard against a tree that also stopped her from falling to further down and over a cliff to her death. But the slam against the tree was both a blessing and a curse. Soft whimpers could be heard as she tried to get up only to come crashing down again.. Unable to move she knew what was needed to be done.. With a loud howl she call her savior and knew she would face his wrath later..
He had saved her over a thousand times, not even including those times during their childhood. After sometime he barged into the room looking at her and the newest member of the crew. A witch so to say by the name of Viette.
"Foolish you are.. What were you doing out there running.. Knowing the weather was bad.. Why can't you run elsewhere, ya know be human and run along the pavement." Vosseryn huffed as he walked closer, "What is the damage?" He looked at Viette with a death stare watching as she worked her magic to aid Oricila's pain.
"A few broken ribs but nothing too extreme.. Some rest will do her some good. Maybe no shifting for a while."
Voss growled looking at Oricila, "What was the reason. This isn't the first time you've snuck out for a run. What's on your mind?"
She stood quiet for a while allowing Viette to finish up wrapping her sides before looking towards her, "Thank you."
Viette looked between the two and decided it was best to take her leave so they could speak in private.
"When was the last time you heard from Rhoran? When was the last time we seen him.. We've been so busy lately that we didn't even think about if he was back in Stormwind, what if he's dead?" A soft sighed escaped her lips as she placed her hands over her knees and looked at him again, "We've never went this long without talking before.. Not since after being reunited the fist time... I went for a run many mornings.. Half of the time you are just distracted... I always go searching... Hoping maybe he will come back to us or there will be a raven with a letter from him."
Voss pulled up a chair and moved it closer to the bed before taking a seat and letting out a sigh, "Fuck.... Has it been that long." He moved his hand over his face and groaned, "This is my fault then.. I've kept you away for too long.." They had been so busy with work that Voss forgot the visits they would do just to make sure Rhoran was okay. He looked at her and it wasn't long before another set of eyes were on him and made him feel even more guilty.. The large dire wolf, Vilkas stared Voss down before jumping on the bed to rest beside Oricila's feet.
"Not you too.." He watched as Oricila's finger tips ran through the wolf's fur trying her best to hide the guilt that was consuming her. "Alright, so this doesn't happen again let's head back... Maybe he's back in the same place... This way you don't go killing yourself. Deal?"
A soft smile curled on her face as Voss stood up, "Right well.. For now bed rest.. If I catch you out.. I am.... I... I don't know... Stubborn girl.." he threw his hands up in defeat... "First Thierry and his bullshit now this."
"Yes, Captain." She chuckled before laying down with Vilkas. Just outside the door stood Viette, leaning against the wall waiting for payment. Her left hand held out the very moment Voss was in her sight.
"Ya know you should really get a medic in your group with how careless half of you are.. I am surprise though you usually call me when you're injured. Did you really think it was that bad?" With her right hand she handed him two vials filled with a crimson liquid, "For the pain. You also shouldn't be so hard on her.. I'm shocked she still sticks around you."
Voss chuckled handing her a large heavy satchel and taking the vials in another hand, "Well if a certain someone wasn't playing lone wolf and join the pack already.. I'd have a medic always." He then placed his arm around her neck, "Come on love.. You've known me for how long.. I pay you well. Besides aren't you tired of being alone?"
She removed his hand and slightly growled, "Remember what happened last time Vossy... You ended up on your ass.. Don't make me embarrass you in front of the boys.. I will consider it.. For now, you should focus on your first task... Now next time don't call me unless someone is actually dying... I don't know when you became so soft lately but please find your balls. She's a strong girl.. Even I can see that.."
"Oh love, my balls are still very much there. I can drop these pants down right now if you want to see. I would worry just as much if you were in danger."
A soft tch escaped her lips.
"What! This old wolf cares for all of his lady friends.."
She brusted out laughing at him, "Oh I know all about your care.. The brothels tell their stories about you."
"Are they at least good stories?" He smiled before looking at her, "I am serious love.. Join The Howl. What else do you got..."
She sighed, "I will think about it..." She didn't say more as she took her leave... After some distance her eyes began to change black and her body shifted forms into a beautiful raven. The perks of being a druid was how easy it was for her to shape shift and make it to her clients as fast as her wings could carry her..
When they returned from Stormwind, she would give him her answer...
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