This journey had been nothing like what I had been through with Orca. When I was with her, I had been but a half grown child; she had taught me many things and I had listened well. This second escapade of mine, however, I had done all on my own. It wasn't that I did not appreciate or love my family- it was just the opposite of that. I loved them all and adored them all, cherished them as I always would and always should. But there was a whole wide world out there just waiting for me to explore and waiting for me to learn all the things it had to offer. Since leaving Moladion for my second time, I have covered as much land as I possibly could with my lean legs, now coated in an ample amount of well toned muscle. I am at the height I will be for the rest of my days, for I know that the time has come for me to stop growing. This is now my fourth Spring, and I have decided that along with my cease in growth it is also time to stop traveling and come home.

I know they will receive me just as they will welcome me home both gladly and warmly, but also I wonder what they have thought and what may have transpired in my time away. The mere thought of all their faces and scents and specific touch of each of them is more than enough to send my dark black tail wagging endlessly behind me. While the world has shown me all facets of life; the good, the bad, and the ugly, I will never let the bad stand in my way of life and happiness. I am youth incarnate, full of boundless energy and wonder of all things. I, quite frankly, cannot seem to contain myself as the moment my paws find Moladion soil I am sprinting to the West and to the place of my birth right. I am no Queen, nor will I ever be, but the mountain is my home as much as any other child of Alcide and Moonglow. I am not exactly close yet, but I sing my joy regardless of that fact, so very eager to find myself in the foothills to make my way up to where the others reside. My tones are lilting and melodic as they travel as I do, every second that passes me by bringing me one more moment closer to home, closer to family. It has only been a year, but that is the same case as last time- and the years do indeed add up, contrary to popular belief. The earth feels so alive and so warm this Spring day, with the not yet too hot sun high in the sky that tells me it is high noon. A perfect time for a perfect reunion. I revel in the feel of it against my paws and between my toes, but true joy befalls me when the terrain finally becomes more rock and less soil. I pick up my song again then, calling out to my blood family and my pack family- to anyone that might hear and heed such a call.

I do not stop at the borders; I am a daughter of the mountain, youngest sister to the Queen and all the other children that may still reside here. At this point I am happily heavily panting, my long pink tongue lolling out the side of my jaw with a sublime smile plastered on my features. I know no other happiness as great and grand as the one when reuniting with family and with home, and I am so overjoyed to be here. Dany, Haven, Sleekwing, Tali, Orca and even Swallowbane; I can see all their faces in my head and I hope so very much that each of them are still here. Four of them I know for certain are present, their scents so fresh that they could not not be home, but the last two I am uncertain about. Regardless of who may be missing, it is high time the children of the mountain are together once more, and I hope very much they are as excited to see me as I am to see them. Thus I continue making my way up the mountain, more than ready to run into whomever I may- blood family and pack family alike.