Her mother's call was an abnormal thing, they were creatures were hidden. This was the lesson she was taught and so it became fundamental. Her limbs stretched across the land in a rhythmic beat. It was so rare for her to leave the tundra now she almost disliked the idea of returning to the woodlands. Still she wouldn’t keep her mother for long she knew the call didn’t come without purpose and should her brother had been here he would have suggested they make the journey she slowed the moon started to become hidden the vast blackness blanketing the night and only star light graced the earth before her; soon to be snuffed out as she entered the thick forest. She would have to use caution in finding her mother now.

Her mother stood out against the stark darkness her pelt of snow and dorsal stripe, it made her easier to find but she was still cleverly hidden from. A soft growl and slight nips were exchanged between the pair. Before she sat at her mother's side. Sekhmet had no need to challenge for authority nor would she. She respected her mother knowing as easily as she brought life she could have ended it. She followed her mother's gaze and waited in silence almost expecting something to come spilling into the spot she made hidden away in the long, dark night.