Strong Are We

"T'is possible, miss." Her ears perked up as she looked at him, the whole while she was dead sure this man was once a part of her father's pack. When he told her his name, her tail wagged and a smile grew. The woman nodded, her expression changing to something of joy and relief. "Yes, my name is Avalon! It's nice to see you again,  Crucible. Last time I saw you I was still a pup...time has really flown, hasn't it?"

Yes, the pieces of her memory were there. She had held on for so long to her past, held on to every detail of her family and her birth home and pack and everything in between. She knew this man, and she could remember those of the Ancora line the moment she saw them. Providing she had met them beforehand, but even then the Ancora's had very distinct and recognizable coats.

And then a thought struck her. Maybe Crucible had seen her parents out there somewhere? "Have you seen my mother and father? " she hadn't seen them since just before she turned two years old...yet somehow, she still desperately hung onto that last bit of hope.