carve your name [challenge]

Amalia was looking for herbs when the call rang out, her head snapping upwards in shock. No, no! Her son was challenging her brother for his pack? What the hell was he thinking? She would never have thought that Bacchus would do this, and she felt her heart pulse too fast in her chest. She felt like she was going to choke, tears gathering in her eyes. Quickly she made her way towards her son, a mix of emotions swirling in her head. She didn't even know what to think, what to say. When she got to the challenge area there was already a group gathering, her deep blue eyes sweeping across them. There was only two wolves here she knew, her son and Bright Moon. She made her way to the female, brushing up against her larger frame. Looking up with sad eyes she tried to offer a smile, but it failed. It was then that her gaze fell on Bacchus.

The tiny woman's heart stopped, looking at the tall man standing there. He looked like her son, but he was different. There was something harder about him, something that scared her. Letting out a whine she took a step towards him, limbs wobbly. "Bacchus... what are you doing?" she whispered, tears gathering in her eyes. She tried to choke back a sob, but it still sounded deep in her throat. "How could you do this? I don't understand..." Her voice was low, hardly loud enough for others to hear. She couldn't believe it, she thought that she was dreaming. But no, here she was. This was real. Who was this man who stood before her? Ama's ears pressed back against her head, shaking it back and forth. "I just..." she broke off, her throat closing around the rest of her words.