I truly had not expected to find the male. I had not expected this to happen here, it hadn't happened like this for Ra's and I, we had simply met and then he was my world. Now, I am not sure what to make of the bond I could not stop holding with the stranger before me. Was this what these groupings were about? Was the urge to have such deep connections truly strong enough to pull all of the different wolves in Moladion together in the winter and fall? I had noticed groups like these before, but I had always avoided eye contact. My heart bled, my very soul was splintered, my world was torn apart. My daughter dead, my mate missing once again. Oh how I just wanted to get away from this accursed existence. I cannot be alone. Not anymore.

As I stare at my imprint, I feel that connection between us click, I feel the insecurities as if they were my very own, and the shyness. I knew these emotions well, knew what made them, some perceived imperfection. My heart lurched in my chest as I hear the voice I have longed to hear since I found our daughter dead on the border of Glorall. I could do nothing for her but lay there and cry, I made no words when I found her, couldn't reply to the other wolf's questions, I saw only the broken and bloody body of my baby on the ground and her fur matted with pink shaded saliva. I could not get the image out of my head. I could not shake the sorrow and anger his voice brought to me. But, I could not deny the love in his voice, the unspoken plea in his tones that had me soften. I turn to see my russet warrior searching the crowd for me, motioning for the wolf who holds my broken spirit captive to follow me.

"I want you still, my love, fear not. I only wish I did not have to be so alone. I found a companion, though I have only just met him." I realize I do not even know his name, and so I turn to see if he is as close as I feel him to be. I hope he likes me, I hope he is a sweet wolf. I could not handle a dark soul, and I would hope the fates would understand why. "What is your name? I am Riopat, and this is my mate, Mortz." I send a bright, hopeful and pleading with my imprint to understand what I mean to do with our relationship. I wonder what he is like, though I assume him to be nice, he seems to be.