It is a great day to be spending with my imprint. I am always happy to be in the company of Orion and more so today than ever before. Winter is a strange season for most though it doesn’t seem any different than when I was a child. It is a very depressing season though, even with the company of Orion. So much was dead and gone, spring always replaced it with new life but sometimes things just didn’t come back. Every winter I worry for father, he’s getting old he admits it or not and I am afraid to come home and find him in a cold den frozen or something similar. Silly, I know but I love him so much and he has done so much for me too teaching me to be an assassin and hopefully, someday, I will carry on his legacy. I know I want children, winter also is different for that reason. I glance at the black form of Orion a bit sheepish knowing that no other will ever have me as he will and also know that so long as he is around my heart and soul will belong to him.

Father always said imprinting was a curse, I was finding it quite the opposite. He helped me when I was upset he’s my closest friend, second to Saintly, and I think he saved me sometimes. Saintly doesn’t like him much, I know, but he’s just jealous and worried, slowly Orion has grown on him so he will at least tolerate his company. I smile I can hear him pouting in my mind, he wants no part in anyone touching me ever and I can tell though he would like to see me be a mother that it still bothers him to no end thinking about the thing that has to be done to make them.

We arrive at the forest and I laugh a little at his words. “It is pretty nice here. Taviora’s border is close I have been there before too. I wonder if he would prefer to live here rather than Diveen. I don’t think I could ever bring myself to leave for anyone but maybe him. But what reasoning would I have in doing that? I am happy at home surrounded by the plateaus and grasses. It was home. But I understand for him home probably was some forest god knows were. I think of my father how displeased he would be if I moved to a ‘dirty’ place like Taviora. He didn’t seem so found of the lands, but I think he was just upset Moth left. I never met her, but father apparently had a bad run in with some herbs and sometimes I think he worried I would sneak some into him. It has crossed my mind, just as a joke and nothing more. I smile looking around the frozen woods before returning the violet and emerald gaze up towards Orion.

“I suppose I can never understand completely why you are not comfortable. But Diveen is the largest pack, perhaps it would have been easier to start somewhere like Taviora or Spirane. Least they are tiny.” Tiny compared to Diveen that was. Insignifgant almost compared to the sheer numbers that Diveen held. I held a lot of pride about my home and for good reason it was brought up from nothing in the old lands of Trenus before now and it only grows still.

“I wish I could make it a bit easier for you.” I add, pondering a way to do that, though honestly I am still not sure why it is hard to get used to. I liked solitude but I don’t get having it all the time. Loners really did have weird and different lives. It was probably also why they were usually dirty. I shake my plushy pelt at the thought, blood I don’t mind but dirt? I rather not play in dirt if I could help it. I think I was getting a little off track though.. No certainly not we are talking about loners who are dirty. Orion wasn’t dirty but he had some decency and he was my imprint, no way would fate give me a filthy imprint. Ohh perhaps I told more after my dad than I thought.