Disaster has struck!
When I hear the paws of another ascending to where I sit, I turn my head to drink in the sight of the younger more nimble wolf as she dances across the rocks and crags as if they were her second home. For all I know, she is a loner wolf, one that lives here. I can see the appeal, even around all the dreary crannies and rocky terrain. The wolf is a ballerina in her own right, leaping from rock to rock as if they were nothing more than pebbles. She is quite nimble footed as I once was in my younger days. But now I ache with each step and to jump is to ask too much of my once lean muscles. I sigh as if in regret of the years as she moves closer but when she sees me and halts, I can only think to offer a simple smile, welcoming her to share the sunrise with me.
As the wind shifts and her perfume hits my nostrils, my tail flicks in recognition and my ears prick forward. The smile turns warm and my brown eyes soften like only a mother's can. While Cvijet was never a daughter of my own womb, she was Faol'an's and that made her precious anyway. I know there was bitterness between Faol'an and myself once he saw me with Lucas and while I may have never been able to win his forgiveness for moving on, I didn't want the same bad blood between his children and I. I would like to say that Faol'an and I made some kind of peace when we met up here in Moladian before the meteor storm came. He was happy again and had found another mate. They had litters together and I couldn't be happier for him. He deserved it, deserved all the happiness life could give him for he certainly gave me happiness when we were together.
To see Cvijet is like seeing an extension of him. It warms my heart and saddens me at the same time since I don't know if I'll ever get to see his handsome face again. Even her scent is like him. She seems to be more hesitant once she knows who I am but she moves toward me even so and I take hope from that, my tail giving a few waves in welcome as she moves to my side. Her features look lovely and delicate as I knew they would but they also look uncertain and the mother in me wants to comfort her and make all her fears go away. I search her features, looking for some way, any way I can help. Her words make me smile.
"I decided to explore outside of Taviora today, spread my wings a little, so to speak."
I give her a mischeveous smile, my eyes sparkling bur only for a moment as I catch the sudden sadness in her gaze and instantly I want to extenguish the sadness and put joy in its place. At her added statement, I smile warmly again.
"I am so sorry, my memory fails me. Was Soumraku a sibling?"
Shame colors my eyes to have to admit this but I'd rather let her know than play on a charade that I know someone I honestly cannot remember.