momma's sweet embrace was so missed and so sought after. the young girl could feel her heart swell and she could feel the delicate smile play across her lips. It was gentle and assured and promising; much like she. Fal'dara was a young woman now, but she retained the innocence of a newborn, however, her features were developing into a cute womanly frame. She was becoming a blossoming example of elegance and regalia, fal'dara was simple perfection. Though, even the most innocent mind could be worrisome. For the youthful babe her worry lay in the fact That her mother may not be so quick to receive her back. Or that she may be so angered that fal'dara ha wandered off. The possibilities were positively endless, but the babe only wanted her maman to kiss her and tell her that she loved her and that she was so happy to have her back. Fal'dara could only imagine herself saying those words to her mother. That she missed her too, and that she was sorry for leaving. Even the emotions that crossed we face as she thought those things were beautiful. And, they were so raw and it were as though they had been rehearsed a thousand times. They couldn't have been more sincere or more determined than they naturally were, for she was a babe excessive in passion. ? ? She stood before the world that she had left behind and delicately she reveled in the scent of her momma. Happy eyes poured over the landscape and the babe gently called for her mother. Her song (her howl) was so distinct, for it lacked the power that anyone else's had. Hers was more of a coo and it was as symphony of love an excitement and it was a chilling song of sweetness. The world had not yet stolen that sweetness from her, and perhaps her naivety was a good thing (that evil had not yet tampered with her) but oh, anyone could see that she was a princess that needed to be protected because despite her innocence she was fragile. Patiently the babe waited for her momma to come, or not to come, but regardless she would cock her head to the side expectantly and watch the horizon.? ?"Speech"

Song's mind would wander to her lost family as the news of Aurora had been brought to her. The news had been so surprising and so devastating. She would see the fortune in having closure, of knowing the beautiful white temptress was gone. Her daughters and husband she knew not of their whereabouts, or even if they still found breath within their body. She would snuggle close to the growing pups that would reside within her den, fear of losing them too would grip her. As she would muse over the children who were curled around her for a moment she thought her mind would play tricks upon her. Fal'Dara's gentle song would reach out into the pack's territory, her presence being let known to her mother. A whine would fall from Song's lips as she hoped desperately that the call really had been from her yearling daughter. She would scramble from the den, finding her limbs beneath her as she swiftly brought herself to where she knew the voice had come from.?

Standing upon the horizon the sweetest vision would grace her bicolored gaze. Her daughter, safe and sound before her. She would feel her vocals let loose another whine as she galloped to her baby's side. "Fal. Fal'Dara you're okay. You're here. I've missed you so." she would lean in to embrace the girl, wanting no less than to hold her for the rest of eternity. She would save her questions and concerns, knowing she must be tired but mostly just so she could enjoy the moment with her lost daughter. So much loss had happened, her heart felt relieved to have one returned to her.?

Fal'dara was home and she had to admit that she was more than pleased. this was where she had grown up (albeit the last few months) the child stood, still particularly dainty, and watched with fervor the passing of the clouds overhead. They were son delicate and clean and she couldn't wait for her maman's touch and the acceptance back to Ludicael so that she could spend countless hours gazing above and laying in fields. Home was so pleasant. Even more so than the clouds overhead though, she wanted to look at her mothers smiling face. Even though copious questioning was Something She felt were inevitable. Soon she would know, though, because on the horizon was Song coming towards her and doing so with relief and happiness plainly written across her face. ? ? "I'm home, momma. And I'm staying. I missed you!" there was the ability for the girl to understand that she had been missed, however, there was naivety in the fact Fal'dara wouldn't really comprehend any kind of pain inflicted. Pain was foreign to her. Her momma's touch was sweet and warm and Fal'Dara took along moment to simply breathe her in, "where is everyone? Dad? And my brothers and sisters? Are they hiding?" her voice was light and smooth and the pitch of her voice was clean and girlish. She pulled back a bit and stared up at her mother and watched we adoringly with full, questioning, eyes.? ?

Too long had it been since she had seen her daughters face, so happy was she to see her again. She would explain that she had finally come home, that she was here to stay. That was all Song had ever needed to hear, all was well and all was forgiven as she nuzzled deeper into the dark fur of her offspring's neck. She would take in the girl's scent like a much needed drug and would wish to never let her form go again. Fal'Dara would go on though, asking curiously of the rest of their family. Sadly she would pull away, but all would still be well. Song's haunches would coil beneath her as she took just a moment to enjoy the girl's presence. "Your father and Lakota are missing, the others are taking on new duties within the pack. You also have some new faces to meet. Five new brothers and sisters have awaited your return." her voice was soft and welcoming as she explained some recent events.?

?Fal?dara could sense that something was amiss, but to her it wasn?t all that big of a deal. In her young mind the absence of her siblings only meant that they were likely out and doing something to learn how to apply themselves to society. She had sort of done the same thing?.Afterall, all that time alone had led to plenty of time to flourish somewhere. She had become very well acquainted with different flowers and seeds and their uses. That was simply from noticing alterations in their scents and watching different animals eat them when they were acting odd. For example, a deer that often acted odd usually sought out dandelion. Fal?dara would later learn that it was an easy remedy to heartburn. Deer got heartburn? That had been her initial reaction to such a thing Also, she had been looked at rather curiously for socializing with something she enjoyed eating...maybe that had been why she had been so graciously given answers. ?Thinking back it also made the young woman consider the fact that she was a particularly poor huntress. Blood did not bother her, but she was just generally poor at such a task. Clumsy, in almost every right at that. Hopefully, her mother would be able to dismiss her inability to really contribute in a matter of food. Over time Song would realize her daughter wasn?t one with much of a prey instinct. It did still lead towards the fact that she would also be a rather lousy warrior. She didn?t fancy the idea of getting into battle, and honestly, (given that she had never seen battles) she did not believe in animosity. It was a foreign and inexplainably odd thing. Fal?dara didn?t much mind the thought of thinking one could be evil. That was not fair in the slightest. Everyone had some shred of good in their hearts no matter how foul they were. Getting someone to see that about themselves, though, was likely hard. Fal?dara couldn?t fathom someone being so hateful. For the time being. ?At the mention of babies Fal?dara audibly gasped and looked at Song with excitement, ?Babies?? she had missed the birth of her siblings, though? A frown dared to daunt her smile for but a moment, and as her eyes lingered downward she thought about the things she didn?t yet know she had missed. She tried to dismiss the thought and let her eyes liven back up as her gaze lifted to meet Song?s yet again, ?I?ll see them? Will they like me?? she had a rather intense desire to be loved by her siblings all of a sudden. Well, always she had figured her litter-mates adored her. Not in a vain way. However, no one was really willing to let harm come to her. It was unapparent to her that it was because of her particular fragility, ?I?ll love them, momma. I?ll make sure they don?t run off,? Song was busy being a Queen. Fal?dara was more than enthusiastic to care for her baby siblings while her mother did the things that were necessary of her.