Enya was pleased with all her children, there was never a question on that, perhaps her eldest two the most. Her son, because he had comforted her when they crossed paths in her roaming and her daughter for her most recent accomplishments. Still, there was a deep longing in her heart as she made her stay very reclusive. She hadn’t even properly spoken with her children since her arrival. There was nothing that she could do too but wait. After all, she had searched for so long and never found any results and so she found comfort in the solitude the taller and thicker grasses provided. Soon, she would seek out her offspring, she couldn't stay self-made isolation forever.
The scent lingering on the breeze caught her attention and perhaps she was blinded by longing as she rolled onto her paws. She moved stalking the shifting grasses. A low growl escaped her maw when she was already mid-lunge. Ivory teeth looking to grasp whatever she could of the creature she could only hope to be hers. There was tension that ran deep within her muscles and anticipation. On when she closed the distances or even made contact would she know for certain just who her teeth were searching for. Was this her mate she had ached for finally returned to her? Enya wasn't certain she could take the defeat of another missed path passively.