As I reflect upon my history and the disconnect between my siblings and me, I cannot help but realize that the same was becoming true for my children. Dessa, my adventure seeking daughter, had left home at a young age to strike out on her own path. I had not seen in her long than I would like to admit, and I knew that such a thing needed to be remedied. Berke, my eldest son who seemed to have inherited his grandmother's aptitude for healing, had faded into the background of Diveen. I was confident that he was well, but I was unsure why he had grown to quite of late, when I had been so sure of his determination to become a great healer before. Ash, a son who I had barely gotten the chance to know before he too disappeared. Why, I would never know or understand. His littermate, Goliath, had only just recently returned to Diveen's topside, in fact only the day prior to when I had left to come to Taviora. He'd had a troubling year, but I was determined to help him achieve any goal he set his mind to...once I returned home again. While I was gone Elowen would surely tend to him and get him back to peak health.

The light that shines in her eyes as I jest with her makes my heart swell with happiness, to know what I can still bring a smile to my mother's face. There is nothing that I desire more than to make her happy, to make her proud of me. I know that her love has no bounds for me or any of her children, and that is something that make Moth one of the grandest wolves to have ever lived in Moladion. My tail wags over the ground and I practically wiggle like a pup when she lights up at my mention of staying for a few days. My tongue laps forward over my nose happily when she tells me that Coza would be happy for me to stay for as long as I like. In the back of my mind I have to force myself to remember that there is more to my trip than this first stop, but that there is no exact rush to get me home either.

When she nuzzles me I return the gesture, soaking up every minute that I have with her to make up for the years that often spanned between our visits. She asks about my family then and I smile. "Elowen often keeps to herself; she does not know many wolves in Diveen apart from Isola. I shall do my very best to coax her along when I come to visit next time. I think you will get along famously." They were family by extension, and I knew that Moth would adore Elowen just as I did. What was there not to love? "Goliath reminds me more of Acheron every day; he is growing into a strapping young lad, and I think he will begin training to become a warrior soon. Dessa has gone out on her own, she has the heart of a wanderer, but I have scented her around Moladion recently. As for Berke and Ash, I am not certain, for they keep to themselves and I have not seem much of them recently." There was the barest hint of a frown at that, but I tried to focus on the positive instead.

"You said Zeltzin is expecting and Amoxtli engaged; what of my other half brother, Dexter? Is he well?" Just because I had never met them did not mean that I was not curious about them. Just as I knew Moth was proud of me, I knew that her three youngest children brought joy to her life as well. Someday I would meet them myself, but for now perhaps I could get to know them through our mutual mother.