Things had been a little down cast since the death of Roamin. Still Coza thought about it and often at that. He wondered if there was more he could do and should do to get repentance for his death, something to bring comfort to his siblings and father and members of the pack. It was difficult though. What type of redemption would bring them peace? His killer had been killed by his imprint and now she resides here. Blood for Blood… It was something Coza never believed in and something that already happened yet there seemed to be no peace brought to his best friend from this. Time he hoped would heal him and return him to how he was, but with Hush intermittent appearances and disappearances it was hard for her to be the solid rock that Sen desperately needed.

Coza thought maybe he could be. He wasn’t sure though, perhaps it was a different type of attention Sen required not just that of a friend and that was something Coszcotl couldn’t get him. A frown crossed his maw as he thought laying on a bolder towards the center of the pack rolling onto his back and sticking the thick legs into the air pawing towards the cloudy grey winter skies. Spring was coming and that was usually a time of joy for most wolves around Moladion though something was amiss this year. No pups would be born on Taviora soil something that didn’t concern Coza, for many years he had pups born to his lands and this year simply the families that usually grew simply did not this year.

Though Coza did wonder how next winter would fair. His son was on the cusp of adult hood and had a potential mate on the horizon as did his daughter. Coza was very curious to see what the coming years would bring him. Grandchildren perhaps? That was something he was very excited for.

He rolled slightly just thinking about how things were going. Worried for what he should do in the coming days to bring some peace to his friends and family and curious to who perhaps was lounging or wandering about the lands this late winter day.