Nitidus After all this time, why had she finally decided to come...? To start searching for her mother's whereabouts? She was disobeying the wishes of her family and, for once, she really couldn't care less. As of late, she had no one to turn to. Her family...they'd...gone away. Any new memebers of her family weren't close to her. She had two younger sisters and two younger brothers, from two different females. She expected more siblings, but...she also thought that her father would be home. Growing up, she was daddy's little girl, even if she didn't want to be. When she wasn't his, she was her brother's little sister. Even Validus had left. He went to cope with being alone, but that left her alone, in the end. To top it all off, she couldn't even turn to her best friends any longer. She'd known them since childhood but... Strages didn't love her, no, he was engaged to someone else. A male, none the less. And then Ente, he tried to help her when he could, but he adopted a child and was working to become a fully licensed doctor. She had five children of her own, because of Strages, but...she couldn't keep doing this either.
Nitidus, she was worn out, emotionally. Which nearly lead to being such physically. She needed someone, and she had a favor to ask. It'd been a difficult one to make, the decision, but she made it. Now she hoped it would work out. Yet, somehow, she wouldn't be very surprised if it was denied. After all, she didn't know her mother, nor did her mother know her.
Putting all the thoughts and worries out of her head the best she could, she made her way down the quiet halls of the temple. It was silent, save for when a small group of monks would pass her by, chanting. It was almost eerie, but soothing somehow, at the same time. She couldn't even hear her own footsteps, they were so light. Her ears perked, poking out from the hair, light brown with pink decorative streaks and seeming to have pink stars woven into it, and flicked as she collected each subtle sound. The hair itself came down in slight curls, down to her mid back. She'd stolen some of the known volume from her father's lively hair.
When she came to the doorway to the library, she had reason to believe that this was the place she'd find her. She knew very little from her father, only that she was a booksmart sweetie who gave a bit of a front when they'd first met. He didn't talk about any of the children's mothers much. It conflicted, you see. He'd wanted to be only family group, not divided. Any more of what she knew, she'd dug up from records that those freaky Kuhnas kept. They recorded everything, any information they could get their hands on. Her mother's name, among a few other things, was known to her.
She hesitated, at first, for very good reasons, but pushed onward inside. Her pink hued eyes scanned the shelves of books, looking for any sight of her mother. She sort of...felt her there. But canine senses weren't quite as good when in these forms, and she couldn't recall her mother's scent.
Having gotten so sidetracked, she'd stuck her shoulder into one of the shelves, with a pretty good out-of-it force. She blinked as a few books from the shelf toppled onto the floor. She made a somewhat frustrated growl, and bent over to pick them up.
