Daytripping
06-23-2013, 06:30 PM
dying on a train, No more destination, No more pain He said, "One thing before I graduate:" Far from the snow and the ice and the cold, Crusade trod her weary paws across the terra. What passed for winter down here was a warm summer for Glaciem. The change was weird, but luckily it had been gradual enough over the traveling that it didn't seem to be doing any harm. If anything, it felt like the forgotten warmth was doing some good to the she-wolf's old bones. Crusade even broke into a trot and hopped through a line of bushes, not forgetting to glance back to make sure her charge was still keeping up with her. She didn't stop til her claws clicked upon the border. Then she tilted her head back, flung out an ivory chest and hailed the King of Seracia with a long, hearty howl. The notes drifted off the southern breezes, and Crusade sat down, curling her tail up to wait in much the same position as she had done those many months back when she'd come on a simple diplomatic mission. The courtesy and friendliness of the south had been so refreshing, she only wished she'd been able to come back sooner. But then she had been pregnant, and then the pups came. They'd only just come upon their sixth month, and Crusade allowed herself a short vacation from the Glaciem borders. There were the other mothers to look after them, and young female packmates to follow after them in their adventures. Of course, she hadn't left everything behind. Cross, her eldest son, was following along behind. She was rather excited to introduce him to Gerhardt; when last she?d come he?d introduced her to his sons, and now she?d be able to return the favor. She was a mother! Well, she?d been a mother before, of course, to two lovely daughters, but they were adopted as adults ? not that it made any difference in the heart of Crusade, but only now did she understand the challenging work that went into raising up pups from day one. Ah, but at the end of the day it was a pleasure and a priveledge to ? hence why she was so happy to bring Cross along. Besides, in secret, she and Gargoyle had talked. He fully understood that he had taken over Glaciem?s rule only because Crusade had had no children of her own. Glaciem was her?s, and when the time came, the line of succession would pass through her. Which meant one of her children would one day be the Chief. Crucible, as of late had been rather shy and retiring, but Creed and Cross both made good canidates, and they?d be all the better if they each in turn, got chances to see much of the outside world. And what better place to start than Seracia? They were a friendly, respectful pack, with plenty of warm hearts and good warriors among them. Gerhardt in particular was the one that Crusade wanted to see. Almost immediately the two of them had struck up a friend that, at least for Crusade, bordered the lines of Mother to Son, but with a good deal more formality and equality. |
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