Delvine Wood~Among The Tall Trees

Once you each the end of the Death Forest, you come across a wood with a slight cold front, pine needles littering the forest floor, the sweet smell of leaking sap, and all kinda of life resting here for centries. Where the tall trees seem to let their branches fingertips reach and lick the sky with wisdom. The old trees here have secrets that won't dare to share, but will let you watch and explore their home here in the Delvine Wood. Among the tall trees of Knowledge.

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Gabrielle Rabella ambled through the forest in her human body, Auris Proventus loosly hanging around her neck by its black, silky ribbons. Her hair moved to the winds as a cold breeze drifted inside of the woods. She pulled the white coat around her better, folding her arms tightly across her chest. She wasn't that cold though. Her werewolf DNA seemed to keep her four degrees warmer than a normal persons tempature, but she liked at least acting a bit human, to keep her wild beast sane. The needles that rotted and browned ontop of the earth crunched and popped underneath her boots and the trees seemed to be asleep still in this morning. This would soon be the home of her pack. She had chosen this place for many reasons. It had the wisdom that a good, strong pack would need to survive and prosper. It had a good supply of animals to hunt. It was the perfect temperature and a great place for litters to grow up and much more...but the main, personal reason was a selfish one at that.

It was the place where she herself ahd turned into the beast of a wolf.

The girl who was yet a teenager, but so close to being a true adult, kept a steady beat of walking as she continued down the small path that cut into the beautiful Delvine Wood.

Several hours had passed and Gabrielle's troubles had not seized to plaque her mind. The weather had gotten much colder and started to finally effect her, her chattered slightly and she had her arms bundled up tightly and buried against her chest. It now seemed like days instead of just mere hours that she had seen Xylina and the mysteriously cold, beaked man. Another shrill chill scratched along her spinal cord. She felt like running again. Move her numb limbs, warm her blood, feel the hard, whipping wind run along her fur.

Gabrielle first started out in a jog, just letting her legs stretch to the quicker movement than walking. She gradually picked up speed until her blood started to boil deep under her skin and her heart beat started to race with her. Soon enough, the woman was on all fours, her paw pads and claws pounded and scratched the forest floor. She had gotten off the trail and now was darting though the wood, ignoring the trees telling the mask around her neck to stop and listen to their stories. She nearly missed trees in her way, quickly maneuvering around before coming to a hard impact. She was headed back to the Palace. She was done with the loneliness for the day.

Traces of snow, piles or puddles, lay across the frosted grounds. Gabrielle breathed in the winter smells, her nose filling up with fresh natural air. It was bitter cold, like mint, that caught in her throat. She came here, to collect her thoughts. It'd been a while since she visited Delvine. The wood looked restless today though. Like they knew the troubles Gabrielle was facing. A freezing wind from the north hit her across the face. It was a signal for her.

The woman soon took off. Sprinting, feeling the trees reach their fingertips to her. She felt at home again. When she was a child. The homestead her parents raised her on, the yards she played with with classmates and kids she was born with, raised with. The boy she was suppost to fall in love with, be with for a long time. She could still remember his chocolate eyes, brown wavy hair, his warm touch. . .
She shouldn't remember these things anymore. She had to leave these things behind. She had important things to do. Remembering her past woudl only cause confusion, pain, remorse. Distractions.

Gabrielle was brought back by the sounds of her body molding and shifting into the creature that brought her away from her old life. Being a werewolf had it's ups though. Being connected to the forest, to animals and other creatures. The Earthly world was her playground. Her hands fell to the ground in synconization, arms now pounding with her legs. Her body tempeture rose.

She was one of the whitest wolves you may have ever see.

Snow begain to fall again. The she-wolf slowed, trotting across the forest until coming to a hault. She came here to think, not have play time. The first thing that ran through her mind was Xylina. She was recruiting her Sins. And she was going it at a fast pace. Gabrielle has zero. She thought about Reason, Xylina's test subject. Reason would want Xylina as gone as Gabrielle wanted her too be. She soon decided to ask Reason for help, asking er to become a Virtue. But that still left the other positions. Being the good guy wasn't the to of everyones list now adays. And what was up with that Dr.? Something was so strange about him.