I couldn’t imagine ever leaving Moladion. It was my home, and after hating my sire, Fenrir, for years after he had drug my mother off I certainly couldn’t ever see myself leaving. I don’t care if this “Nanura” was my homeland. I was born to the mountain, raised on the mountain and I bled for it. I might be still in my own little world that my sisters need me and my assistance and call me a fool I would die for any of them. Idunn is constantly gone, but Haven still needs my guidance. She may be an adult but I know poor decisions are just around the corner. The only one I may be able to convince myself that maybe Daenerys no longer needs me as she once did. She had her mate and maybe, just maybe I was slightly jealous of the fact she had another shoulder to lean on but it is the way of life and I try to be happy for her knowing that together their may be more mountain born children this season from her. And I hope only her. I shake my mind of these thoughts knowing I have my own decision a head of me.

My nose twitches lightly as I see her standing before me and I feel some sensation pulling about me once more. Again I know my soul has parted ways with me planting itself into the chest of the female I had thought I once imprinted on. What is imprinting to sway this way and that? Are souls so fickle? It was almost to be better without a soul than to be capable of feeling your very inner being torn asunder over and over again only to feel completely ripped out of me once more leaving me to give a slight half sigh and growl. I can’t help the feeling that washes over me. That feeling of comfort and warmth though mentally I am somewhat… scared of this happening again. I knew it was a possibility as soon as Iophiel vanished again and while my soul is calloused over from this constant tearing it didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. It felt stronger than last time though and I waited for her to reply or do something for me.

She turned, her mismatched eyes setting upon me and I kept my own eyes set upon her. We are both dominant creatures, it was something I liked about her before that we were on the same level. I liked Iophiel for her relaxed nature but Solara was very much like me, but not. She aimed to go higher while I had a habit of helping those I cared for get up to the throne the deserved. When she replied her with he own matter of fact tones I heard something else there but I couldn’t tell exactly what. Happiness maybe? He couldn’t tell if he was happy or terrified still even as his soul sung from having this union once more.

She continued on saying she came back to help fight off Covet to which I gave a song like chuckle. ”That old fool stood no chance against my sister… But I agree I am slightly jealous I didn’t get a chance at him. He refuses to understand what type of enemy he has made by also further involving the Mountain blood. He will learn soon enough I am sure, I hope to be there to finish him off as well, or at least witness.” My trilling tones came from me and I rolled my mahogany shoulders in a shrug causing a flash of gold to appear out of the corners of my eyes. Still though I am suspicious of her intentions but I suppose I will have more time for that later.

”It is my home. I left it for a very short while why the last wolf who dared messed with our blood tried to rule it. You were gone, but maybe you remember Purge assailing your parents over and over. She had killed my mother and the broken bond had killed my father right alongside her and gained the mountains. I tried to get revenge, but my little sisters needed me so I went to Diveen for about year. There I raised them thanks to your mother’s help in providing them what I could not. Danny over threw her woman-man partner then stole her and chased her away forever. The witch never returned after that day.” I told her everything she missed about me essentially. I had a feeling she was digging for something more. Everything happened right after our bond formed it added another pressure and it was surprising when I went to Diveen only to find she was gone. Part of me knew before I had arrived but I didn’t believe it. I gather she had no family still; females who have birthed always seem to carry a different scent about them I noticed. At least Danny did. I couldn’t care though if she left because there was someone else it wasn’t like I could stop her now. It wasn’t right after all to break up a family.