She didn’t want pity, or sympathy. She was over waiting for someone to care that the one she had cared about as much as she cared for her children, was gone, for absolutely forever. Sure, Nathaniel was here. He wanted to meet their children, to get to know them. That was great for the kids, even great for Jubilee, because even though she wasn’t apart of it, she could see the effect a male would have on her siblings. Anemone sighed, her eyes dropping to her little girl at her side, turning to press her nose against her daughter’s head before she looked back at the male before them. Nathaniel had captivated her at first, and being as naïve as she was then, she had let herself fall for the sweet nothings that he spoke, and now, while she was a bit wiser, she knew she had been a big fool to believe him back then. But then again, she had been given the best gift, her children. She wouldn’t change that for the world.

Jubilee smushed herself closer to her mother’s warm side, pressing her face against the thick fur on her mother’s shoulder. Her pink eyes watched the dark male before her. She could see the resemblance between him and two of her siblings, Aur and Cade. They looked so much like him it was crazy. It made her believe that Ber took after her and Mother, because he was pure white. But Ber had this ones eyes, she realized. She watched her mother and the stranger quietly. She wondered why he was here, not fully understanding what they were speaking of.

Anemone shifted her attention back to Nathaniel, watching his fire-tossed eyes look between her and her child. He spoke of condolences. She merely nodded slightly, not trusting herself to speak right then and there. Nothing anyone said made anything better, she would always resent things, would always hate things for no reason, because rightly nothing made sense in her mind anymore. There was no definitive reason for why these things had happened in her life. She watched while he let the thought of the pups sink in. The three kids were, honestly amazing. He then asked what they liked, their quirks, their passions. She paused, letting the thoughts sink in. The boys were easier to describe, Aur? It was harder for her to think of how she wasn’t being the best mother, but she knew her daughter was driven.

“The boys, Berwyn and Cadeyrn they are thick as thieves. Caderyn suits his namesake, Battle King. He’s hardheaded, strong-willed. When it comes to protecting me and his siblings, he’d do anything for them. Berwyn is much more quiet, subdued, but he’s as smart as a whip. Calculating, very meticulous. Aurelia, she’s ambitious, she’s already reaching to find her niche here in the pack, her goal right now is to become Mercenary within the ranks, and I think she can do it, heck, she can do just about anything she sets her mind too.” She paused, shooting a glace to Jubilee, wondering if her youngest had another thing or two to add, but the girl didn’t look up, just stayed where she was.

Anemone looked back to him, “Do you want me to call them?”


anemone, eleven, female, spirane, mother of four, fated to sabriel