The Arrival of dreams

His answer was another answer hidden within; they hadn't found their missing girl. Her heart ached for her friend, and his brother. She knew how it felt to lose a child, especially when there was always that fear at the back of her mind that if they disappeared again, it would be the very last time she saw them alive. Paw steps from behind drew her attention, though she didn't bother to turn her head. It was her son, and her heir to the Pack. His step was as familiar as the breath in her lungs.

She parted her jaws to introduce him, but Glacier beat her to the punch, and a smile grew on her jaws as she nodded. As Glacier turned back to her, she listened to his questions. A nod dipped her muzzle a fraction, the warm smile still settled on her features as she answered, "We are... We have Miksa and Varda from Threar among us. Miksa is my pupil in fighting. Bright young fellow, if slightly shy. My brother has found his way back... But my younger son..." She fought to keep her voice level, at this point, and Regulus shifted beside her, brushing a powerful shoulder against hers. She shook her head, batting away the thoughts. "He's taken his own path, I suppose... Anyways, I'm considering holding a festival soon." She put on a bright smile and looked up at the Elementas male.

"I'm still very interested in an alliance between our packs, or at the very least a good friendship." She wondered if this was one of the reasons for his visit. It certainly would save her a trip.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think