Cynics & Critics
She'd been meaning to spend time with her older children, though she had been hesitant for some time because she was convinced they hated her for her choices. She was...somewhat happy. She has good friends like Bass and Valentine, Amachi and Creed. She had a mate, though he was an odd one and distrusted among her family. She had a young new litter to care for, and she knew they'd want to follow in their brothers foot steps, or at least, she thought so. Because despite their hard headedness, she wasn't mad at them. Change was never easy, and only time would lead them forward. She did want to speak to Lykos today, and perhaps the others if she could find them. Lately, it seemed they were scarce and she didn't blame them for wanting to get out and about to cool off. Then again, it could be that they didn't like the north. While she loved it, perhaps they should consider moving for survival sake. After all, there were only so many herbs and so much prey to find...and perhaps sharing a border with a pack they hardly knew wasn't such a good idea.
Even then, she knew she probably should still seek out Katja, since Vereux had given up so quickly after having called the Viking at her borders. That had been on her mind too, and didn't very much approve of the man leaving so quickly. Either way, she would handle things. She was tired of all the discord and tension, it stressed her out too much. As everything came to her mind, she hadn't realized that she'd wandered into the polar sound. It reminded her of the festival, and that had been a very eventful and successful event. She was glad her guests had fun, and her pack as well. Or at least, she had hoped. She decided that she would probably spend the day here and try to wind down, maybe even find something to hunt. But first, she'd howl for her largest son to join her, they needed to spend some time together and reconnect. |
