I knew that Father would trust in my opinion of where to go. I did believe my own words beyond a shadow of a doubt. I was confident, my form raised high and mighty. I was not to overshadow father or any of my siblings, but an outward sign to any who may dare attempt to harm us while still in Glorall that I have not been defeated, and I will not stand for anyone to interrupt us. I nodded at Father's words as I stand next to Vesper, but Cersei was being....well, Cersei.

I understood her concern, but I wondered if this new alpha would tolerate any of our existence in this land. I certainly would not be entirely trusting of the children of the alpha I just defeated, and I cannot imagine this new ruler being welcoming. It was a mixed concern. I wanted my family safe and sound. I wanted Cersei safe, and I wanted the ones who wandered safe too. If they did come back, it would not be to the same home, but they are the ones who chose to leave us. They knew the risk, and although I would love to see Judas again, I believed in keeping the family that IS here safe.

I shook my head slightly, breathing deeply as my eyes close for a moment. I had see Mother more recently than anyone else, but I had not spoken of it. I know that she was alive, came back, and left again. I always wondered if I should share, but perhaps it would be a good time. Father tells Cersei to stay, and certainly she is a free wolf who can go wherever she pleases. My eyes travel back to Vesper, whom I knew deep down would come with me. She is my litter mate, and we were all close from birth. I only wish Judas were with us on this day. I always was closer to my litter mates than my older sisters, although I will not outwardly admit it. My tail does give a confident wag as Vesper agrees to come with us. It makes my fur prickle and excitement dwell in my heart as she mentions Aithne and thinking she is a...good wolf. It just makes me happy.

Yet my eyes dart over in alert to the approach of another wolf, the white male whom often accompanies my sister. I give my attention to him when he approaches and speaks, and I am a bit more comforted that my sister does have someone on her side if she decides to remain here.

"Cersei, be careful. I understand your concern, but never let your desire to be here for mother, Maradona, and Judas get in the way of your own safety. Iromar will welcome you if needed, I am sure of it. Goodbye, Cersei," I say with a saddened half grin. I do decide to keep quiet about mother, although my voice does shake a bit at mentioning here. I look to Father and Vesper, as she parts from me, and I move my dark paws to Father's side, to allow him to use my study and young frame if needed to assist him to the border of Iromar. I only look back once to Cersei, and continue on to the border.

I allow father to take as much time as he needs. I will stop when needed and support him. I have learned a bit about healing over time, with my own exploration and watching others practice. I am considering it more and more as a study of mine, and seeing the injuries on Father only gives me more resolve. I always care for my family, and now the best way would be to care for their physical wounds. I was always there for them mentally, for the heart and soul, but now I must learn to heal the body, once in Iromar. When the air shifts and the scents change, I know the border is upon us. I can feel an intense energy with me, an excitement I cannot control so well. I cannot help it if my paws hasten and I perhaps move a bit quickly. But I am going to be near Aithne, and have my family there too, at least, some of them. there was a certain...comfort in that.

I give a nudge to father as we come to the border, it is gentle and caring, but also a sign that I was to leave his side for a moment. I take a few steps forward, my heart pounding and my mind racing. I suddenly lift my grey and black muzzle, calling for Aithne. I needed her now, and somehow I felt that she would understand. She would give us passage and allow us to heal. She would not allow any assassins to come and finish off my father. She would assist us, and in turn, I would assist her. My howl in tenor tones comes to an end, my muzzle lowering but my ears remaining perked. I fixated on the land before us, tail stiff but wagging slightly. As much as I lost one home I feel almost as if...as if I am actually coming home now.