Upon reaching adulthood Ceal had felt a rather strange urge within her body, it began at her toes and soon moved all the way through out her body, it was the urge to move. To get out into the world and see it for what it was, to find herself in this ever changing landscape and hopefully come back home a fully grown woman, ready to take on the challenges that the pack would toss her way. Of course one as heavily guarded as her didn't go by themselves, there was still dangers out there for herself and all though she knew he was there, she pretended like Uncle Godric wasn't dogging her every step, still... she felt some bit of safety in that he was always there, ready to take on the dangers that might be to over whelming for the small female. Even as she got older she never really grew up body wise, still the short little creature she'd left Spirane a season or so ago, now she was a fully grown but still a short and lithe creature she had retained most of her markings, though it had changed from a soft rusty brown to a more faded color, darker tints of orange spring forth here and there where the sun had darkened the hairs and brought it to a bit of a more vibrant color. She'd of course asked permission to leave, she didn't want her mother to worry about her as she adventured from place to place outside of Spirane. Outside of Moladian even.

But she had felt the call of home more than ever in the past few weeks and had decided to turn around and head for home. Perhaps it was something else all together, perhaps it was more than just a bit of home sickness, she was needed in Spirane. Little did she or Godric know that Spirane had been under attack from multiple angles and little did she know that they were not the only ones that had been attacked while she was gone. She had stopped at the outter reaches of Moladian and looked behind her, tilting her head to the side some she wondered why Godric was no longer behind her, he had mentioned on more than one occassion that he was not ment for pack like, that he was more ment to be in the wilds of the world and finding himself out there again as he watched over her might have been that one last thing to make him miss his life there. She felt sorry for him, he must have felt like a caged bird. As the day passed on she had gone into the freelands to see if she could find Meryl, sure enough she'd found him in their old hang out, they'd talked about things and she'd told him she understood about Danny. It had been hard for her at first, to finally understand what had happened between the two of them, but she knew that only the heart could contain the love ment for such a bond.

She cared for Meryl dearly and would continue to be his friend and if he needed a shoulder to cry upon, she doubted he would though he seemed so strong and sure of himself. As the sun begins to dip behind the mountains she is remembered of just before she'd left, probably around this time of the year too, her mother had just given birth to her first litter of pups since the last time she'd left, Ceal was no longer the youngest and that had kick started her to where she was now. A happy and invigorated young woman, it felt like she'd gone on a vacation but she had done a lot of soul searching in her time away and she felt that now she was ready to take on whatever her mother tossed her way. Besides hunting, she still didn't trust the horned and hoofed animals out there, she'd lived on what she could catch, mice and rabbits, the odd fox that didn't see her coming. As she rises to the ledge of her parents den she can smell the wash of birth she'd smelled that day and gave a soft whine as her nose bent down to sniff the ground. Her father wasn't here yet, nor was the rest of her family. She poked her head into the den to see Moonglow and two small pups wiggling about.

As she lays her body down on the ground to stay as still as possible and not awake her mother if she was resting, she spotted the tiny unmoving body close to her mother. "Mother..." she speaks softly her voice had grown with her, becoming soft and delicate yet comforting and rather dreamy "is everything alright?" she asks her nose nudging the tip of Moonglow's tail as she lays there waiting for a response. She had never seen a stillborn, hadn't even known that pups died for whatever reason, she had just always assumed that they would always live, they usually did. Atleast in Spirane.

"talks like this."