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My darling children are well on their ways to adult hood. Especially my daughters, but my sons showed the same untamable spirit Arrow had. Ash was barely ever seen and rumors of Brindle circulated time to time. Both biological sons held their own paths, but this didn't stop me feeling as a failed matriarch. I haven't talked to either child since, well, since I had a meeting with Moth. My family broke apart the moment we left the dens. No, it never really was one. This failure was all mine.

I was young, naive, and wanted to start another beginning quickly. How many times would my family suffer due to my actions? This part of myself hasn't changed. Not one bit. A sigh escaped my lungs as I trudged along. Taking heavily placed steps, cracking of twigs and the crunching of plants broke through the air. My attention was brought to light when the scent and sound of water filled my senses. When had I arrived back to this river?

When my deep blues set sight on the flowing crystalline, a dry, parched feeling gripped my throat. With little hesitation I walked over to the edge, my head sunken low and my rosy appendage gently lapped up the cool liquid. It was sweet and crisp, sort of calming. After I had quenched my thirst my ebony cranium lifted up. The river bank was flawless and formed with every curve of the river.

A slight smile caressed my facial features as I decided to walk along the bank. Mud clung to my paws and I seemed to blend in with the shade. Only being given away when the sun broke through the tree faults. This is nice. The thought disappeared when an ivory form was placed upon the river line. Paws in the water and the rest of the ivory form was relaxed in the sun.

Ebony auditories flicked forward to the stranger as I showed curiosity. Calmly I stepped a few lengths closer and stayed silent for a moment. Is he possibly sleeping? Should I talk with this one? What if he finds it a bother? Can't hurt to try can it...? Taking a deep breath I walked in front of his optical path, but still held a respectable distance. Sorry to bother you sir, but would you mind me keeping you company? If you do I'll simply leave you be. My tones stayed polite and I kept at a gentle tone as I asked for his permission.