The Wolf and The Dog [Nekana]

[Katerzyna Pholidare]

25th of Fall, 212 AV

It was dawn. Somewhere from the thick clouds of gray that blanketed the sky, a golden glow broke through. It was still early, and it probably would have been safe to say that most of Syliras was still asleep. But farther away from the main castle, just along the very outskirts of the city, Katerzyna was exploring.

Katerzyna, transformed in her wolf form as a Kelvic, was definitely more solitary than most. Even though she still could force herself to carry on a pleasant conversation with others, it was rather difficult for her to totally trust someone and to really become friends with him or her. Therefore, she found that she fit in much better with peace and solitude rather than with the actual Syrilian city life. Some had thought that she was strange because of that; after all, she'd had plenty of other beings stare at her in a sort of way like, Why in the world would you ever choose to be alone and away from the rest of civilization when you could stay in the city and socialize? But that was just how her preferences worked and therefore how she spent the majority of her days.

The canine scented the air, taking in her surroundings. The castle was looming right behind her and there were trees and bushes scattered here and there. It didn't totally scream wilderness at her, but it was still far enough away from the castle and early enough where it was similar enough for her liking to it.