There is something that feels so familiar and still yet so new to her. Being a mother, despite birthing two litters she still cannot process the true effect of giving life to others. The bond she feels tied to each and every one, it is one that cannot be severed. To think when she had first arrived among this land she had never thought of sharing so much of herself with another in order to create them. Yet between the red giant and her shadow stalker it all seems to have shifted, puzzle pieces coming to together to form a image that was not yet visible. It is today she lingers among the bordering back of the mountains. The forest taking her away from the peaks she has come to be content with. For it rumor one of those she had created dwelled here with the same descendants that had stood with her giant. To think him so close and yet never seeing him was grating on a nerve that seemed that only his father seemed to hit. Of course she can not fault him for it, he is after all his father's son - she knew that the day he had been born. But that does not stop the rolling rasped growl that escapes her lips as she paces the borders. The plush white of her coat ruffling in the winter air as the snow seems to crush beneath her wait. Puffs of air clouding her vision each breath that is exhaled. Orange eyes searching each direction, for the one she sought and for those she left behind. She had said nothing when she had left Reich with their children nor Semele, it was as if she had to be certain he still existed.

Since his disappearance she had felt a loss, the same loss she feels now at the absence of her silent daughter. Each day she had thought of them yet had not voiced it, watching her gentle touched daughter mourn the loss of her siblings was enough pain without words. Yet now, he exists yet again and she can't help the sliver and rage and pain that shove their way into her heart. To think he had not came and seen her, it is a hurt she had never felt before. Perhaps she is spoiled by Semele and the fact she still remains within her clingy grasp, either way she was not going to let this whispered words pass her by. She would find out for herself if the red giant's son truly did thrive so close to the peaks.

Orange eyes seem ablaze as a rasped howl seems to string from her lips. Seeking him out, for mother had come a knocking and would not be leaving without some form of proof. As the call fades on her lips, a low growl seems to finish it off. A rough exhale escaping as she blinks past the trunks of trees, before her pacing picks up yet again. Ears twitching and turning, listening for any sign of life from one she had thought lost. Perhaps then whatever was between them could be mended or soothed, she would accept nothing less. For it was only a matter of time before her daughter came to check on her whereabouts, apparently she had a rather bad knack for coming off as abrasive; though she liked to think of it more as determined. Hoping that if he truly did live within he would appear before Semele, for she did not think she could face the sadness in her daughters eyes on why she had come without a need for violence. Old habits die hard...

everlyse

OF SPIRANE - MOTHER OF SEVEN -   FOREVER REICH'S