Exploring this territory that I knew better than the back of my paw would never get old to me, and to have my sister by my tonight only made it all that much better. I looked to her as I spoke about the challenges of inspiring the youth of the pack - the new generation seemed driven by different things. I wondered, sometimes, if the instability created by the interruption to my rule had affected the aspirations of those had come of age during that time. The quick shifts in leadership had meant working towards a rank would likely later become pointless when the next wolf rose to power. But it had been nearly three years since I had taken back Spirane, and I thought by now they would have stepped forward and shone brightly amongst their peers. Even so, I nodded at Haven's words, leaning into her as she did against me. In general I believed myself to be munificent with patience for my pack. My sister was a prime example of all good things coming in time - she had not stepped forward to become Courser until she was seven years old. And now she readily displayed her capability as the most proficient hunter in the pack, teaching the younger wolves this most important of life skills.
A laugh escaped me as Haven spoke about Hollowpoint. He was certainly his own man, but the three children they'd raised to maturity already spoke to their aptitude for parenting. I had no doubt that the four pups who now resided within their den would grow up to be equally unique and interesting wolves. Haven and Hollowpoint had each other to lean on through the parenting process, and some small part of me envied my sister for that. Even though I was old enough to have grandchildren, there was a some reserved part of my heart that had always hoped for another litter with Jericho. Perhaps it just was not meant to be. Presently, Haven's features turned slightly and my brows lowered with concern. She mentioned that Aine's health did not seem to be improving, despite the attentions of the septons of the pack. If there was nothing Niviaq and her apprentices could do, there was only one other wolf to call upon - one who I trusted above all others when it came to matters of healing.
I shook my head lightly at Haven's comment, my lips turning back to a grin, glad to see the heaviness that had weighed upon my sister's face lift.
Out of the corner of my eye I spotted the first flash of a lightning bugs' dance, and my sad smile transformed into something far more mischievous.