Sometimes goodbye is a second chance

There was a small smile now written upon Zephyra’s features -- the first sign that things were alright. Marina would breathe a small sigh of relief as she looked upon her child. There was some matter at hand yet, but Marina felt herself visibly relax in seeing that small gesture. All she had wanted, as any parent would, was for her children to grow up safe, happy, and healthy. Zephyra was a good kid; a bit distant from her siblings and others but Marina had never really seen that as an overly bad thing.

When Zephyra spoke Marina couldn’t help but knit her brows together with a bit of confusion. Rivaxrous? Well of course she knew him. He was Cypress’ son, the former heir of the pack before it started to slide to her paws. Mari had to wonder why it was her daughter was brining him up at a time like this. Had he... Done something to her? The thought had Marina bristle on the inside, her eyes flashing with worry once more.

“Yes sweetie, of course I do.” Marina would try to keep her voice level, to keep herself from panicking before she knew the whole story. She would breathe in slowly before speaking again, though it was clear her guard was already up. “What about him, Zeph?”