It was so weird… one day he was there it all seemed to be fine and the next thing she knew… he was gone. Was he so mad at their grandparents that he would just… leave? SHe cried when he left, she knew it might happen but she didn’t want him to go! SHe knew he didn’t like his name, he picked out a new one, a new identity then he left them. All of them. Pascal didn’t understand why, though she was starting to see where the lines didn’t meet, she was getting older, wiser, better able to put the things together and understand what exactly was going on. Her momma’s parents were gone, her father’s parents also were gone or so far away she would never get to meet them. There was Enderly too, Shadowstorm’s father, but Pascal was starting to learn that, while her father was not Shadow’s father, he wasn’t her father either, and Celeste not her mother. That or it was strange that the King and Queen of Diveen considered her and Pash… well Possum now, to be their grandchildren and not the rest of her brothers.

Her family was weird, messed up, but she still loved them, but she was learning now that it wasn’t what it seemed. She had been thinking long and hard on if this was why Possum had left Diveen and her behind unable to handle living with the secrets she had grown up with. She thought about asking her mother, but she wanted to be certain. She knew that the King and Queen had lost a son, that they had younger children still and she thought maybe she could get answers out of them. She didn’t know they were her uncle and aunt… not fully at least, so she had been following them. She had been nervous in her attempts to confront the pair. Noctis was so aloof and Luxa seemed so… well… royal that Pascal wasn’t sure she was worthy. The little grey, strawberry and white girl had heard though that they were hosting the two year old party. THat they would be going pretty far away to a place named Spirane. She had never left Diveen before, but she had tailed them out of the lands, hoping along the way she might find Possum or maybe get stopped by them so that they could all talk.

She was so small she nearly lost them. Hense why she was a little later in her arrival than them and the others that gathered. THeir call, the howl that announced the start had echoed over the lands, further leading her in the right direction until she was there, standing on the outskirts of the clearing, watching them all calmly gather together with Noctis and Luxa further up and away from the fringes to which she was hiding. They all chatted and greeted eachother, there was even a pup SMALLER than her that seemed to go up to the group unafraid. Much more bold than Pascal ever could be in a group of wolves older than she. A very pretty girl of black and gold that did look to be her age was right up there as well, and for a moment she thought about going to her but she shrunk down further, pastel eyes simply watching, waiting and slightly regretting coming to the quickly growing gathering. She didn’t have answers, she didn’t find Possum, but it was a rather nice adventure out of Diveen for a change if nothing else by the end. Perhaps when they went home she would stop Luxa and Noctis and ask them if they knew anything about her, her brother, and her real parents.