Lacking Humanity|Half Crescent

Chapter Eleven (Rewritten)

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Since being sick the past few days, Sage hardly had the time or energy to venture to her hidden oasis. It hadn't been all that hard to pick out, and the scent of her wolf had managed to keep it intact.
Others wouldn't venture this far, not when the brush she created did its task of covering the trail.

It had been a small climb down, but it was worth it. Especially when she had a curve of the lake all to herself, the small sandlot provided shade and comfort. All while giving her the perfect angle of the territory, it wasn't far out of reach—And if need be, she could swim.

With the distance, however, it allowed her the opportunity to breathe. Maeve wasn't annoying...Per say, but she certainly asked a lot of questions.
Making her age much younger than Sage initially thought.

Humming along, Sage moved aside her vines. At a simple touch, they started to retract on their own, revealing what was hidden underneath a sturdy tree trunk.

What she considered to be her prized possessions, as of late.

It was a large flat stone she had found on one of her findings in the river, there were no canvases or paints that she could purchase. No Remus to help her order a stockpile, so she made do with what she had.

Though she decided that it certainly wouldn't need to be colored in, it was perfect in the sketch stage as is. She asked Hazel to fashion her a stencil to write and scrap against the rough surface of the stone. She delivered, with plenty of options.

The smaller ones were safely tucked away in a makeshift bag. Protected by the elements. She was thinking of taking them back to her room eventually. It wouldn't be too hard to offer a place on the wall, and it'd make her feel better to wake up to the face of her loved ones.

Ronan and Rue were starting to become more recognizable as she allowed the pointed tip to scratch their widened smile—It was one of her favorite pictures of the two. Ronan was holding Rue in his lap. It was featured as her phone's background, and also had a place at her bedside. Remus surprised her with it one afternoon, his excuse being that they didn't have enough pictures of them printed out.

And it was true, but then the guilt sunk in.

Sage had been so busy taking pictures of Remus with the pups that she hardly recalled being in them herself.
Did the pups remember her?

Do they miss her?

She needed to stop her train of thought, but it only offered more questions, leaving her to place down her unfinished piece and look out to the water. Her hand offered a few twitches in hopes of releasing the tension in her heart and soul.

Instead, she brought out the smaller stone, one of Luke—The first one she ever did. As it hurt too much to recall Remus and his all too eager grin he'd have when she'd say something witty or tease him.

"My bear is bigger now..." She whispered off to Luke, and then her smirk rose off towards Liam. The male hadn't gotten one last year, and she hoped that he managed well enough this time around.

If not, she was sure that in the coming years, he'd get the chance.

Then her eyes wandered off towards Jack, her running buddy, her Delta. As much as Maeve was starting to improve in attitude—When she referred to her as being the third in command, she was prepared to see Jackson.
Completely shirtless and with a joke ready to pop into the conversation, no matter how random it was to the topic at hand.
And with Jack around, Eli was usually not too far behind...Ready to smack him upside the head.

The rest of her family lay in front of her, her father—Her mother.
It felt like they were all here with her, all paired up in small pocket-sized frames.