Remember Every Scar

Leon had been someone she'd looked up to when she was younger. He'd given her good advice about adulthood - and then when she'd really needed him, he'd been gone. Why he'd left Valhalla, she didn't know, but she could only guess. Things hadn't been perfect there forever - leadership had changed hands multiple times, there had been feuds with other packs and an irritating amount of inter-pack conflict. Maybe something in particular had made him want to leave. It didn't matter much now - all that mattered was that he was here. He was home.

"I.." she choked back her words as she gazed at him, his own voice painfully familiar, albeit hoarse.  She was grateful he moved forward to embrace her, and she would lean into her cousin's touch with ease, letting out a breath of air she hadn't realize she'd been holding. His touch was comforting - a reminder of all the things they had lost over the years. She wondered if Leon had half a clue what all he had missed. Epiphron fell silent as she breathed in his scent for a long moment, before pulling away hesitantly. "I've missed you," she said gently, a touch of sadness gracing her voice, though it was obvious she was glad to see him. "I haven't seen you since I was still a child." She'd been a yearling, maybe close to two years, but she'd still been naive and youthful, nothing at all like she was now.