Her call was on the air for her eldest children, before the sun had begun to set on the horizon. Tonight she wouldn’t only guide her children in a hunt she would introduce them to her eldest as she desired to search for her mate and sons, her children were important but they wouldn’t be alone even despite her absence. The snow was falling earlier this season and she knew it was coming closer to her departure, in the spring her youngest would be two, still far from fully grown but old enough to experience things of the world without her watchful gaze on them. Her eldest would reach maturity and could be the gaze her children would need as Enya moved on to hunt for those of her blood.

She would take them on this hunt tonight; her eldest and youngest on a feast for lupine flesh. Her limbs carried her from Glorall, her children would be in tow she knew that they wouldn’t deny her call and would come to her. The depths of the woodland would provide the cover her family needed and prey desired. Enya refused to deny her children the tastes so many saw as forbidden and perhaps she once thought it strange too until she had taken of pups and even her own kin. The dangers of this knowledge kept her from speaking the names of her offspring hiding all of her intentions behind veiled expressions. Her eldest daughter didn’t hold the tongue of lies although veiled vocal talents lying more in her sons were their intentions hidden enough? Their desires left for the depths of the night she couldn’t be too certain but she waited in silence knowing soon her children would arrive and a life would be taken tonight.