I don't understand what happened between mom and dad, why they were separated and even in enemy packs. I like Diveen and I don't understand why Iromar and Diveen are enemies as well. Our pack is very nice and most of the wolves there are very kind. A sigh left my muzzle and I looked at my white tipped paws. It's disappointing. If they were friends everything could be different.

The water sound, making all my small form relax. Violet eyes appreciating the small waterfall's beauty. Yes, I will have to go soon, even though I wanted to stay here. Oh, perhaps my mother can come with me if I invite her, why would she say no? Well, perhaps she will be busy, but if she is not I don't see why not. A smile touched my features as I raised to my paws.

I turned my frame and right when I was about to go my eyes caught the familiar form of my mother. I would never forget her, it's not even been so long. My mother wasn't usually with me, she was important in the pack and was almost always busy and I had no chance of playing with her, but that's alright. When she came to the den I could see her and snuggle.

She called my name with a sound of doubt in her voice, almost like a question. With a slight tilt of my head I took a few steps closer to her.

- Mom!?

I spoke mostly like her, moving closer slowly. Why was she acting like this? Her body was stiff and her mouth open. She seemed so surprised. I started to ask myself if it had been a good idea to come.

- Mom, I was going to Iromar to see you... Is everything alright?

I stopped before reaching her, five feet or so from her, my tail stiff.

-... I just wanted to see you!

One tentative step forward and tail waving. It's been so long since the last time I seen her, the last time I felt her soft fur and heard her voice. Was she as happy as I? Was she feeling the same?
"This is what it'll look like when I speak,"

Two Years old - Diveen - Daughter of Ruvindra x Voltaire