Natu did not really think that the breaking of the bond was the most painful part. It was that part of her that had grown so used to having Heyel there, so used to it that she had forgotten about him for a time. Lulled in a complacency even if she knew that he was growing older. Maybe it wouldn't have been such a pain if he had died in his sleep, peaceful and happy. Surrounded by his loved ones. Yet he had been stolen viciously from them and she had spied him, the attacker - or so she thought. Had yearned to taste his blood and had chased him down with the fury of lost woman, tried to tear into his familiar white pelt. Was he a son of Heyel come to claim the right to Heyel's title? She didn't know. Still, she felt guilt. She had been so far away and in those moments when he had felt pain she had not been there to comfort him. To stop that wolf who had murdered him. Even with her slight build and her racer's heart she hadn't reached him in time, feeling the tug and snap and the distinct emptiness that it left. She felt... quiet.

It was disconcerting. Sleekwing had been there too and had separated them and the male had left quickly even while she had collapsed and stared at Heyel's body in horror. She hated it above all - hated those wolves who seek to steal lives for the very thrill of it. It wasn't as if he wasn't without enemies. She always knew he had made hard decisions in his life and as such many ill wills but times had begun to grow peaceful. Not anymore. Not only was he gone but now the lost Queen of Asteraia, who had taken the throne through murder, was trying to harm Coza's son.

Still, there is a peace in the comfort of her den with her mate and her children. They were growing so fast and she knew Ankh had fallen in love with Taviora if only for the other girls here, although she often took off to visit Ailith in Spirane. Alexander was much grown since his return and she mourned his childhood, only because now her children were, well, no longer children. She was only aging with each passing day and she worried that waiting too long meant she would never have more. The idea... well, with winter pressing close it could not be stopped.

She sighs into her mate's neck at his comforting words, a small smile on her maw. "I.. am not sad at his passing for I am sure he is reeking havoc in the after world. I am only sad that I could not be there for him to help him. It is a cruel world we live in, Fenrir. I wish only for the safety of our children and... our future children." It is a slight hint to him but she would not bring it up just yet, instead listening to his next words and pulling her head back to actually gaze upon him with a thoughtful expression. "I like it here but I am not known to many here. Fenrir, perhaps we should wander the wilds for a time. I feel my own restless desire to travel some, if you would wish it. In the meantime we can learn of Diveen and then we can talk of moving there. I am sure Ankh will stay here for now, she has found herself a place here. What do you think of such an idea?" Her pale eyes gleam with a certain excitement at the idea, her travelers body eager to move and stretch and explore beneath the open stars.