I had been enjoying the peace and stability that my sister had brought to the lands. The mountain was thriving under her rule, perhaps even more so than under our Mother and Father. New life had been brought to the lands even though winter had fallen leaving the land barren and dead but the mountain had never been more lively. I hear my sisters call, for everyone to come and I do not hesitate. I move over the mountain with paws that only a wolf born and raised in the lands, who had lived here for many years, could have. I move easily over the uneven terrain even covered by snow I knew the lands so well. Things have been going well for our family, our pack. I was happy to have Idunn and Haven here with me, they were happy to be home reunited with the birth home that had been stolen from them at such a young age. It was like they were never away though sometime I wonder though if they miss Diveen, the friends they made or just the land in general. Surely they maybe had made a friend or two in their time there.

Soon I approach the small group, my forest green gaze wandering to Natu then Pan then lastly to my sister Daenerys. I see the kill that had been made. I smile slightly to them all my tail giving a friendly wave as I pick my way down to them. ”A good kill.” I state looking at the mountain sheep they had managed to take down, a sizable ewe and something that will feed the members for some days. At one time I aspired to be my Mothers Orion, so I could appreciate such a prize but now my place was as my sisters Justiciar, and I was more than happy being that for our pack. It didn’t mean I still couldn’t hunt for the after all, Camelot’s death weighed on me when it had happened, the male was like a second father to me after all. Still it was good to see the wolves of Spirane coming together and hunting on their own and perhaps in time we can have an even larger hunt and take down an elk together. In time perhaps.

I stand before them waiting to see, for I am not one to interrupt such a gathering and I am unsure of what my sister makes of this meal. Perhaps she wishes for us to all partake and gather a feast perhaps? I am not sure, all I wonder is how many will gather here and what Daenerys’ intentions may be this afternoon.

~ Calls Sage’s Soul ~ Serenades None ~ Sings Spirane’s Song~