I am grieving true but I blame fate for all that has happened. Fate tore Silver away from and killed him then caused my son to go missing. He is dead I can only presume for being gone this long he probably died but a small part of me wants to hold on and say he might still be out there. I lay in the den curled up around Noel who is sleeping like a rock now, but I know that my recent blood curdling screams and nightmares have either kept him awake or woke him up. Rising to my feet I lick the top of his head before exiting out of my den. The nightmares of silver being killed still played in my head but now they have showed up few times. Yawning wakes me furth and I stretch out before heading into the heart of Glorall towards the river. It was a weird feeling to be called alpha of glorall now but now its my time to step up to the plate and get this pack back on its feet. Maybe this was fate saying its my time. My ears flicked forward back and forth listening to the sounds that came with the sea side pack. Everything seemed alright but I stopped by his grave on my way towards the river. Leaning down I nuzzled the spot before turning on heels and heading towards the river. As I approached the form of another came into view. This was a pale colored fae and one I did not recognize. She seemed to be gazing down at the water. This surprised me alittle and suddenly I was cautious. Moving forward on black limbs I came to a rest near the fae

"Excuse me miss I haven't seen you around here. Are you apart of Glorall?"

I ask in a friendly tone. True I was alpha and should be more demanding but times are changing and I'm not that mean. If you respect others you might get respect back. Ears were waiting for a response. Lowering my haunches down to the ground I relaxed alittle but stayed alert