One down, two to go she reminded herself, as if she needed to remember the reason she was out trudging through the dreadful weather that Winter had so quickly dumped upon them. She wasn’t sure if Achilles actually expected her to bring all of his children home, but by her accounts it couldn’t hurt. Obviously tracking children was not her favorite of past times, children in general weren’t really her thing, but if her hard work paid off it would be more than worth it. She had plans after all, aspirations which could either be thought of as the genetic blessing or curse of her heritage. Angels, after all, oft have such lofty ambitions that they tend to fly too close to the sun; of course going down in a brilliant blaze of glory would be more than satisfying. In her own hubris however Solara does not even fathom the possibility of failure. She has her goal set in the sights and nothing would be able to derail her now.

It is because of such convictions that she is out today still seeking her wayward niece and nephew so that their parents could rest easy once more. The winds carry with them a biting chill as they whip around the nearly deserted free lands, the smarter wolves having retreated to den and warmth, and so that simply left her. Today she wandered by the riverside, skirting the outskirts of Iromar and the crags and heading toward the north. Despite the freezing temperatures the Aplos still wound its way casually to the sea, though in time no doubt it would freeze as well. Winter had a way of bending all things to its will, and in a way she admired it for that trait alone. However as a chill ran across her thick body her admiration may have dropped a few notches.

She pauses in the open, the dying grasses of the field swaying around her in some turbulent dance, as her brilliant eyes of violet and gold sweep the quiet land surrounding her. It is easy to imagine, for a moment that she was totally alone in the world, the last wolf and it brings the twitch of a smile to her lips. It is then her gaze wanders to the gaping crater of Mecor and from there to the towering spires of Spirane, the combination triggering an almost ancient memory from long ago. Fall in the valley, brilliant golds and russet reds all seeming to combine in the form of a mountain wolf with the most lyrical of voices. For now his name escapes her, but she a can still feel the pressure of his emerald eyes connecting with her own, the feeling that he knew her beyond any other and she him.

At the time she had been in the fall of her second year, the pressure of her third coming fast alongside the will and growing drive to make more of herself. She can still feel the familiar tug of that bond and despite having never seen him again she finds herself missing him. Almost unconsciously she began walking forward, her mind still wrapped around these thoughts as her white tipped paws carried her closer to the imposing mountain. It had been such a strange feeling, and one that had only fueled the flames of her desire to ultimately leave the lands of her family. It would have been so easy for the dark girl to fall in to the grooves the Angels had already carved in Diveen, easy to stay with the one who sang to her soul, to simply be complacent and have life move along as planned, but Heyel had told her she was destined for greatness and to that bar she would rise.

For that reason she left, wandered so far until she finally felt that comforting, familiar bond snap and curl back up in her chest. For a moment she was slightly relieved, glad that nothing would tie him down while she began her plans, but occasionally on lonely nights she ached for the lack of it. She inhaled deeply, pulling in the freezing air as if it might clear her head and looking up at the already snow-capped peaks of the mountains which now loomed overhead. No doubt he had moved on, found another and continued his life as most do. With that thought in mind she turned her shoulder to the mountain border and as snow flurries began to fly on the wind and catch in her midnight coat she walked slowly away.