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                             [ May 29, 1999 ]

{{{ Open Expance }}
As you walk deeper into the Shekwon territory, you notice how the lands seem
to open up.  The mountain range is behind you, and the world stretches in all
directions.  The tall grasses house many animals, and in a few sparse trees,
many birds live.  You can head many places from this place.
 
   {T}o {B}oarder   {F}arther {O}n   {E}ndless {F}ields
   {T}owards the {W}aterhole   {H}unting {G}rounds

Kylia arrives from "{{{ The Shekwon Border }}}".

~~> Kylia<~~~
///Saker..? No, not at all, but a small, young replica of her. Kylia is
perhaps just a tad smaller than her sister Saker. She has the same colored
eyes like her: one color blue, the other orange. She has the same colored fur
as well, but a bit darker. Smokey gray start from between her ears and
streaches across her back down just to the underside but stops on the side of
her body - but continues on up the tail. Also, like her sister, but only more
whiter, a white patch that covers her face and and runs along her stomach only
stopping where her tail starts. Her paws are a lighter black that her
sister's.
_*-_*-Strong, but still young. She just became an adult the day her sister
Saker died. Her dose show marking of a brave fighter, a brave wolf, but she -
like her sister may become a bit 'sad' or depressed at time. She'll struggle
with a simple thought for many hours, days and even years. Her only destiny in
life was to find her sister and tell the many stories she was told to tell.
Kylia is a very strong beleiver of many things, all she wants to do now in her
life is to learn more about Saker, that is why she wants to join the Shekwons,
the place of Saker's life and death. Kahar, her older brother also intrigues
her, she wants to learn much more about him as well. _*-_*-
<~~~ Kylia is a dreamer, often caught in between reality and her own mind and
dream. She find her dreams the only peaceful havan in this strange world.
Vague images - that is what she lives on. Caught between dream and space.
Everything seems to be a test of knowledge, strength. Only the best survive.
~~>

Reoa is standing at the far range of the territory, looking in the direction
that leads deeper into it, shifting nervously from paw to paw.

The sound of humming if the first sign that someone is coming. Soon, so does
the young wolf that follows. Her paws gentally touch upon the ground, tail
lightly swaying behind her, her ears perked, and her nose sniffing about the
air carefully. She spots a young wolf and carefully watches it. She doesn't
know if she should leave it alone, or talk to her.

Reoa sighs, a sound loud in the silence of the area, then slowly, almost
reluctantly, turns as if to leave, back the way she came, abandoning the area
of the pack once more.

"Hey!" Kylia calls to the young pup, "Where ya goin?" She stands where she is,
not wanting to approch the pup. Kylia knows something is wrong.

Reoa answers without thinking, dully, "Away." Then she freezes as she
realises.

Kylia frowns to herself then makes up her mind; she briskly trots up to the
young wolf. "Away?" she asks however, she keeps her distance. "Why are you
going away?" she sits down on her haunches and awaits an answer.

Reoa corrects, "Staying away. Not...pack any more." She hangs her head at
this, seeming ashamed.

Only now does Kylia notice that Reoa looks slightly like Saker.. but she
dosen't say much about this. "So you where part of this pack at one time?" she
asks, recalling the day when she did see her. "Why though? Is there anything I
can do to help?"

Reoa shakes her head solemnly. "Nah...gone, now." After a saddened moment she
elaborates, "Mother, father lost then found then died, sisters..."

"Who's where your parents?" Kylia asks calmly. "Hey, don't give up that easily
either. I lost my sister just a while back." she droops her head and emmits a
low sigh. "But we all just have to keep on going, no matter what." Kylia
states as calmly as she can.

Reoa answers, "Saker was my mother, Jumnu my father. Then she found Torku to
mate but I hardly knew him. He couldn't keep me back."

Something clicks in the young wolf's head. "Saker was your mother?" She takes
a few moments to realize this. "Saker.. she was my sister." She smiles
lightly. "That means I am you're aunty." She grins proudly. "Hey, don't leave
because she's gone, you should learn from this."

Reoa shakes her head again. "Rather leave. Pack was parents," a criptic remark
this, spoken almost as if it were still a pup who formed the words. "Not with
them gone."

Kylia sighs softly and nods, "You know," she pauses and lifts her head to the
sky before continuing. "I really have nothing at this pack anyways.. but I
stay because to me, they all feel like a family, even if I don't know who they
/really/ are."

Reoa sighs, then drops to her haunches to talk in more comfort. "Home, or were
to me--born there, of course."

Kylia nods slowly after hearing her words. "But where would you go? There
aren't any more places where us wolves can be respected."

Reoa says almost defiantly, a strange contrast to her submissive and unhappy
stance, "I'll manage."

Kylia nods slowly and sighs. "Do you want me to come with you.. some ways?"
she asks. Afraid that she may not know the world -out there-.

Reoa repeats, "I'll manage."

Kylia sighs again and nods. "You know, if you ever need someone to cry to, or
anyone to talk to.. I  may not be much, but you can talk to me. I really hope
everything goes good for you.."

Reoa falters. "I--thank you..."

Kylia nods and nuzzles Reoa lightly. "You're welcome."

Reoa leans into the contact for an instant, then draws back and turns to
leave. "I'll come back, maybe," she says without looking around. "Sometime.
Not yet."

"Take care, don't let anyone discourage you." Kylia teaches. Her voice falters
slightly, it felt like loosing someone very close to her - even if she only
knew her for a small amount of time.