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I hear the duet and my heart sings. I see that not all love has been lost in the blast. That brings hope for the future. I don't think I'll ever have another mate. I'm fifteen now and probably one of the oldest wolves in Moladian now. I don't think there's time enough for love now that Acheron is gone for good, Daft Punk along with him. My heart aches for both but with time, it's healing. I know that I'm not the only wolf to lose someone precious to me though so at least in that, I'm not alone. Heyel lost Zeivah and I can tell that beneath the surface, he's hurting bad. He loved her, they were together a long time. She was his everything. I tried and tried to make things work with Acheron but it seems like something always got in the way. One day, it's him being gone, another time it's him breeding with another female. What next? Then the blast comes and destroys any chance we have of making it work, any chance of being a family again. I make my way toward the voices, glad to see a young couple in love. I look over the hill and see Isola and Kane standing proudly together, a group of wolves already surrounding them. I see a lot of faces I recognize from Trenus and then I know that I'm making the right choice. I would have never left Trenus if not for the blast and now I get a second chance at the home I loved. It may be a new place but every wolf is the same, even down to the king, it would seem. I notice Heyel and a smirk pulls at my lips. So he's to be guide to a new generation of alphas, eh? How trivial. I venture down toward the group and take a seat off near the edge, mostly enjoying the view. Finally I get up and move over to Isola and Kane, dipping my head with respect. I am here to heal and to follow, if you would have my services. I smile at Isola, knowing that she remembers me. I was going to teach her and Niviaq some healing herbs. Brooke was with me. After saying my piece, I go take a seat again and wait to see what happens from here. |