This was where it had all started. Ocena had given birth to her second litter here, making Odette breathe in the salty sea air for her first set of respirations. She had spent the first few months of life here, curled up beside her mother and littermates, but occasionally wrapped herself up in Gargoyle's large front paws. Every morning, she was able to take in the beach's landscape, both sight and sound. Now, all of those times were just memories... Tan paws carried her across the sand, failing to move the dark gems with each step. Winter had set in every crevice of the Cove, keeping everything stiff and cold upon the first touch. Odette didn't mind the changes; she was a fan of the North and therefore, a fan of anything that didn't make her melt. Her thick coat kept her warm as she walked along the shore that held so many memories for her. She didn't remember how many times she had come to visit the Cove, but she knew that this visit would be in the history books. She was revisiting as an Alphess. Thoughts continued to rise and fall in her head as the waves hit the sandy beach. They moved in unison, making Odette feel calm with the world around her. Nevertheless, the nostalgia of her parents' memory made her sigh and she halted near one of the many waves. Her feet barely touched the water and as the wind rose and combed her fur, she closed her eyes and said, "I hope you would be proud of me, Papa...I miss you so much..." "Speech"

OOC: I'm sorry how late this is <3


Natalya journeyed for diplomacy, for recruitment, for the gathering of herbs. At least, that was what she had told her family when she had set out. In truth, she journeyed to hide from them. Her life had begun to crumble and she wasn't ready for them to see it. For now, she needed to regain her composure and do something that would keep both the others and herself distracted. She had reached the middle of her trip, finally in the north of the land, when a voice caught her attention. She followed it to the source, her nose soon aiding her. The scent was familiar, one she had met long ago. She searched her memories for it as she approached, barking first to announce her presence. "I believe I've met you before, but I can't seem to remember your name. I apologize." She paused as she got closer to the wolf. She had heard her speaking before, but she couldn't smell any others in the area. She mumbled quietly about this concern to Poe and her took flight to search for any others she should be wary of.

Her eyes had been closed when someone's presence was made known. The scent came across the salty sea air, hitting Odette's nose with a light flick upon her black muzzle. Red and blue eyes snapped open and she turned her head to the direction from where the scent had come from. Her gaze fell upon the black female, her physical image very familiar in quite a few ways. Odette took her time looking over the woman, curiosity falling into her eyes. When the woman stopped a few feet away, Odette made the next move. She began to slowly pad in her direction, not showing any signs of hesitancy or nervousness. She started to think of when she had come across the female and then, like a flash of light, she saw the instant memory. "Yes ma'am, we have crossed paths before." A small smile appeared on Odette's face, brightening the light in her eyes. "I was only a year old and wanted to learn how to become a great warrior." She snorted softly, for the memory of such ambitions seemed far away now. "I am Odette Adravendi, daughter of Ocena and Gargoyle...as well as Chrysanthe Adravendi." She would always include her biological and adopted parents in her introduction, no matter how wordy it would become. "No need to apologize. I promise you, I don't hold no ill will towards the faded memory." Speech