TI was growing weary of the alpha changes, and with this last change, it seemed none of the original pack stayed. I walked a lot slower now a days, my bones aching and creaking with each step I made, I tried to hide the grimaces of pain that radiated through my body. Something was wrong, I knew that much, but what? I had no idea anymore. I moved slower than usual, I needed to rest, that I knew.

My legs finally stopped, a shake to them as I laid in the long grasses. The warmth of the summer sun bore down on my back, heating my white fur. Galaxy eyes slid shut, breathing shallow. I mused silently about the children, where they'd taken off too, but I knew that Maris was a smart girl, and while I wanted nothing but to keep her close to me, I knew she was old enough to do many things, and that she'd be fine on her own. Stryker...He was a lot like his father, and in the back of my mind, I knew when I was gone, it'd be up to him to keep the kids on the right path...But I had faith in him. While we'd lived together the past few years, never fully committing to one another, I knew that I would have picked him a long time ago if I hadn't been so old when I met him. If only our ages had been a little...closer, we could have spent more time together..

I knew I shouldn't be thinking of the sad things, because lets face it, no one wants to be sad all the time, but it was hard to think of anything else. But things would settle, I knew that, after I was gone. It may not be an instantaneous thing, but I knew they'd all be okay. Leaving Asteraia was hard, because the children had been born there, but I wasn't about to settle into a life where they did nothing but machinate, I didn't want my children involved in that.

Laying in the small clearing of the woodlands where the sun reached the grasses, my breathing evened as I settled into an easy rest, not really asleep, but more relaxed than I had been for a while. Wandering without a home hurt, emotionally, physically.