Group Only Forever? How can a mortal offer eternity?

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She wasn't far from the veil, only another day or twos walk and she'd be home, safe inside that foggy mountain she called home, safe from this worlds dangers, or at least, some of them. She could feel the lacerations on her side, whilst minor and shouldn't of been infected, they were, smelling sour and musty. Right now though, she was heading for Avon, a pack she'd heard a bit about, Fae's, supposedly, or was it fairies.. She couldn't remember which..Home did not have these, terms, Solskin believed in The Mother, Brynhild, believed in The Mother but...The mother hadn't protected her, didn't save her from this pain..

Slowly, she came to those borders, and just slightly inside of them, so she could feel even an ounce safer, she knew she did not look like a threat, hells she probably looked like she just emerged from the sea again, she couldn't really tell, just knew her body ached, but that she had a mission, and that mission was to find somewhere for her and Ylva to get married, to tie the knot and settle down as lovers, instead of runaways escaping the clutches of their old home.

As she stood there, her legs trembled slightly, so she slid back into a sit, leaning her weight off her front legs that were sore from straining most days to keep walking. When she felt that throbbing ease up some, she canted her head back, and a howl soft as ever was sang, carried on the breezes into the center of this packs home. It was a soft Hello, a gentle asking for someone.

Did she still smell like Dawnbreak? Or did she lose that scent beneath the sour smell of infection? Had she been away from home too long?....Was Ylva okay?