She spoke again of the light, my head tilted slightly as the gold of my gaze continued to look upward having failed to truly understand what she meant by any reference to this light being around me. I took it too literally I suppose, actually expecting to see the sky shine with light, else the sun to be beaming down on the fields, which I suppose it did more often than not- we don’t have a lot of trees after all. Her mention of souls however, saw my scruffy young head turned back to her own, meeting her gaze now as she spoke of this light that was apparently coming from myself. Oh. No one had ever told me that before. I suppose it was a compliment, my lip turning upward in a crooked sort of grin as I regarded her a moment. She was very….metaphorical sometimes, maybe that’s how you get an imprint, someone opposite to yourself. I’m…well….a lot more literal after all, maybe that’s the way its supposed to work. It makes me like her, well, I’d like her anyway- I think you don’t really have that much of a choice but I don’t truly mind. Maybe I don’t fully understand things like love just yet, I think that’s something you have to learn but I like Embla, I do- I want to be around her all the time and I think that’s surely something good right?

“Well, I’m glad you heard the soul calling thing.”

I’m not sure I heard anything though I don’t see any need to tell her that, I felt something, that was for sure. All the time I felt it, day and night, a need to be with her, to think about her, to wonder what she was doing and who she was doing it with and that was the part that confused me the most. I’d never really thought about who she spent her time with in Spirane and I suppose it didn’t matter. She could do anything she liked and yet more and more the thought bothered me, irked at me a little. I didn’t like the idea of her spending time with…other boys. It was ridiculous I suppose and maybe I should have identified my own jealously well before this point but I’ve never really felt it before, so how could I know? I just didn’t like the idea of it all that much and I was glad, really, that she was here- with me. The mention of her parents saw my attention focus on her more fully now, chocolate hued ears pricked forward. I wanted her parents to approve I suppose, not that I had actually met them- a fault on my part really. I would have to ask her about that. I hardly know what Embla and I might be one day but, well, I should still meet her parents shouldn’t I? Her mention of my parents however saw a grin appear as I chuckled, distracting me from my thoughts.

“I think my Mother does, my Father, Pan, well, I’m not sure he thinks about a lot of emotional things he says they are not scientific- he does not believe in imprints either, or so he told me.”

I suppose we disagreed there, not to say my sire isn’t intelligent- he surely is. He’s also convinced, I am sure, that I am the least intelligent of his children and maybe I am but I never wanted to be an advisor or a King or any sort of Scholar. I'm good at what I do and it….bothers me, I suppose- that he just never really sees that but maybe it does not matter so much. I’d just have to make him proud another way. I moved to let Embla in then, falling into step beside her, long limbs slowing to make sure she could keep pace as I lead her into the fields- proud to be showing them to her hoping she would like them. I wasn’t really sure what to do if she didn’t. Her assurance in my upcoming promotion saw the earthen tone of my head lift a little higher, tail waving slightly as I shifted direction, knowing exactly where I wanted to take her today. Her words on Jaidah saw one ear turn as I listened, the beat of her heart seeming almost….in time with my own. I could feel it, I think- was that normal? I shook the thought away for now as I nodded, surprised at how entirely content I was in her company. It was like we’d never been apart.

“I think the same way. There is honour to be had, I think, in trying again when you fail- but you can only try so many times before that honour becomes…foolishness, I suppose and I think she is starting to become a bit of a fool. I liked her though, I did, it’s a shame she got so injured- why would you want to get so badly hurt in pursuit of something? It’s not worth it- she has children.”

I never knew her children well, aside from their names and what they looked like, I never really spoke to them, my features frowning at the words as I spoke all the same before Embla continued. She was young, younger then me but she was….smart and I liked that. Either way, wasn’t Mistress Jaidah worried about her babes? The mention of the Angels and their past troubles saw the gold of my gaze turn to her own as we loped once more and I nodded.

“The one who took Diveen- he did it wrong, he didn’t understand Angels or how they work. My Father always told me the greatest leaders are the ones who understand how the enemy works and that one, that Covet- he made a big mistake, he thought he would have a grand pack and they abandoned him- all of them, he won a deserted land and nothing else. He won nothing- when he thought he would win everything, it was barely a season before the Angels came back. I was glad for that- they are a good family, for the most part. Some wolves are made to be leaders and some are not- that’s ok though, not everyone can be a leader.”

I never wanted to be a leader, it just wasn’t for me and I accepted that.

“The pack was not really all that big when Mistress Jaidah was here and most of the wolves who had followed her stayed for Impa- the pack is better now, its growing and its alive. I liked Mistress Jaidah but its like I said- not all are made to lead and Mistress Impa and Tobias are stronger. That is just the way it is.”

That had already been proven in battle, my words true enough as I offered her a grin again, white teeth flashed towards her as I moved to lope towards a rocky outcrop, leaping suddenly up onto it, gesturing for Embla to follow as I scrambled to the pack.

“Embla, come up here, you can see everything!”