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Posted on October 17, 2013 at 09:54:51 PM by Isola :: Solaris
 I is moving to follow my Coza into his pack land this day, allowing the white of my pelt to brush against my son so young and tall and growing, trying so very hard to not think indeed that I would be leaving him this day. He is not a small one any longer, yet he is most young still and I am being his Mother, I am carrying him, caring for him, birthing him and I am thinking that perhaps some bonds simply do not break, that age does not matter, that even when it is I am old and tired as Heyel and my Solaris is well grown….that I will still care for him so very much it would seem my chest is being fit to burst. For a moment I allowed myself another grin most small, watching as he stepped forward to walk with Coza, my own forming coming to walk alongside and see this land he had claimed for himself, though indeed my thoughts had drifted again to my own Father this day. It is an amazing thing, I am thinking, that one can live for so long and see so much….pain in regards to his children and still continue to live as such. To see his mate and infant sons die, to lose so many of pack…..I am knowing now why it was my Father is being King for so very, very long. There are not so many as strong as he, not so many capable of such for I am sure I would not be. To lose a child is something I could not take, this I am sure and yet Heyel guards us still even as he grows older and slower each day, we all see this thing, though none will say. I am thinking perhaps, some part of so many of us is believing indeed that he will not die, it seems so impossible, this thing. I pushed it from my thoughts this day, loping forward to keep pace with my once warrior and my child, allowing the violet of my gaze to pass over field and forest, the trees so thick, so tall, so high. This is a place most unlike the openness of Diveen, a place much more enclosed and concealed still, a place I am thinking my son must be learning to master for indeed it is greatly unlike the land of sun and sky to which he is being born. We moved, I am thinking, towards the centre of the pack, my paws soft and light upon the softness of the earth, the land holding scent of soil after rain and this I am liking very much. I allowed my ears to slide forward most softly at these words he offered, speaking of the den of fox and badger, my own head given to nod, agreeing with this thing he is saying for indeed it would seem none have claimed this land for pack for a time most long. “Having much game is being a thing most good, yes, much game will bring many wolves and if season is being good, when winter is coming, you may be being blessed with many small ones.” This, I am thinking, is sign of success for pack, when it is those who live within are willing to bare their children to such a land I am thinking it is meaning indeed that all things are fertile and of health and I hope most well, one day, that this land will bare as many young ones as Diveen and Trenus before it. Perhaps even, one day, Coza himself will father a son or daughter his own to lead when it is he no longer can. I paused in this moment to let the gentle violet of my gaze rest on my own child once more as it was he was given to speak, asking after his place, his rank, my own mind curious of this thing, curious in his choice as he seemed to grow thoughtful, my blue-eyed son. I should like to be a peace talker, I think, is this…acceptable? I let my eyes draw once more to Coza, allowing him to answer such things this day before it was I moved a final time forward, reaching my muzzle to my son once more, pressing it into the thickness of his fur, so snowy white as my own, yet ticked and flecked with the black of his sire and grandsire before him. It is time, I am thinking, that I am letting him have life his own and returning to my small ones within the den, for soon they will grow hungry and my Kane will grow restless without my presence. I spoke softly in this moment, whispered words in the ancient tongue to my Solaris alone before it was I turned to Coza a final time, head dipping once more in a nod of respect this day. “Your land is being most beautiful, my Coza and I am hoping only for good things indeed. Diveen will come, always, to the call of Taviora. I am wishing luck, to both of you and I am hoping, my Solaris, that you will be visiting your family for we shall not forget you. I must be turning for home now, my other children is needing me this day. I am thinking you, Coza, for guarding my son for me this day. We will meet again, I am sure.” I smiled once more, so softly, so gently this day, the violet of my gaze resting upon my child once more as I turned from him, as I moved to head for the border line once more for indeed if I am not leaving now, I am thinking, perhaps, I will not ever leave and I must return to my own newborns though indeed it was that I paused once more this day, to turn back and look within the centre of the pack and allow my eyes to rest a final time on my son and my Coza as they stood. I am proud this day, very proud indeed and I am sure, always, I will be. 
8 Years || Mate to Kane || Mother of Achilles, Sage, Solaris, Forfax, Ariel & Haziel || Angel Queen of Diveen |
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