We Meet Again

The Rock Garden had proven to be the perfect place for Seraphim to make his more permanent shelter. The ledge he had claimed offered protection from the weather and was in a spot where he could only be noticed by wolves who knew of his hiding spot or whom he presented himself to, not that many wolves ventured into the area during the winter months anyway. Today he was perched atop the ledge, head resting on his fore-paws as he scanned the area before him, mind lost in the joy of his offspring finally having been born. He simply waited now for the day that he could begin teaching them the basics of survival and helping to mold them into the leaders they would become.



His thoughts were broken by a sight that seemed familiar, and yet didn't. He narrowed his verdant gaze on the tiny black shape below, watching it maneuver between the rocks that were scattered across the landscape, clearly new to this particular area. Something told Seraph that he knew this child, but he was unsure from this distance from where. He leaped quietly from his perch, padding softly up toward the small wolf.



As he neared, the realization finally hit him. This pup was the unnamed one he had met shortly after his mating, but things had clearly changed since their meeting. The girl had lost her ear and tail,and several patches of fur. And again she was without a mother. Seraphim felt a pang in his chest, a deep feeling of hurt for the child. He ensured that his face revealed nothing before clearing his throat to speak.



So we meet again, little one.