The alpha female Caligula seems strangely silent during the proceedings, though I figure she could just like letting Tesseract take the reins on gatherings like these. She watches her mate with a mixture of devotion and determination, as if everything he says is an extension of her own thoughts. At least they're setting a better example than Rhoedias and Silvertongue, who came to the first meeting mad at each other. I feel eyes on me as Tesseract gives the orders, my green and blue eyes finding those of Caligula and I tug my lips, returning the smile that she's giving me. As she dips her head in greeting, I do as well, my own head dropping a little lower to show respect for her rank. She still says nothing though I have no problem with a wolf of few words, even a female. Wasted words are of no use to me, anyway.
I watch as she stands, seemingly about to leave and I stand too, wondering where my place is in all this. When she glances back toward me though, i lower my head, gently nudging Tristan and Viora in her direction as I trot toward her, eager to follow. I wait patiently as the female tips her head back, smelling the air and I can only think she's tracking her own children. I glance toward my own two, glad that Tristan is eager as always to come along, following on my heels as he antagonizes his sister about being a trouble maker at her first pack meeting. Ever the peace maker, my son, just like his father. My lips form a grim line as pain lances through me at the thought of Cobryn. I shake the thought away, not wanting to ruin this day as I turn my attention back to Caligula as she looks at me again and wags her tail.
"After you."
I reassure her, dipping my head once more to show that she's the queen and I'll follow her lead. When Caligula starts moving, I do as well, keeping my eyes on Viora and Tristan to make sure they're still coming. Tristan stays at my side, glancing over at Viora with a scolding expression every so often like he's waiting for her to do something...well, Viora-ish. I smile at them affectionately, my heart swelling at the thought of finally being a mother after so long without. I thought I was complete the moment I found Cobryn but I was wrong. This is what complete feels like. There's a part of me that will always be missing because of his loss but because of his final gift to me, the gift of motherhood, I can at least always have a part of him with me. Two parts, actually. Viora has his love of life and my spunk, her urge to make trouble something I was well known for in my younger days. Tristan is the shadow of his father, always willing to talk it out over violence.
I glance toward Caligula again, wondering at her continued silence though I don't want to draw attention to it if it's something she can't help. Perhaps she can't speak? My brow furrows as I try to work it out, glancing almost apprehensively toward my daughter, wondering if she'll be the one to say something since she doesn't know any better. I've noticed Tristan glancing at her in puzzlement as well. Of course, he's such a chatterbox that I'm sure he'll get himself distracted in no time, probably by something his sister does or says. He seems to be quite protective of her, of course, I think if it came down to it, he'd be the one using her for protection. The thought makes me smile and wag my tail.
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