Hold the Torch Together [Gwenevere]

Aurielle listened as Gwen spoke, nodding easily. “Mother and Father both told myself and Aramis the same thing when they gave us that particular lesson in life. Apparently, Father missed his first lesson as a pup and had to get it again from my grandmother when he was a yearling. So they wasted no time with us.”

She flashed a brief grin as she added, “And I doubt any intelligent male would try to force a female who easily out-fangs him in the tooth department. Mind I said ‘intelligent’. I’m more than ready to rip open a fool who won’t take the word ‘no’ for an answer.”

As Gwen brought the subject to her father’s abdication, Aurielle nodded, and finished the subject in her next answer.

“He gave it over to us last night. The Nomads visited last night, with news of my mother and brother. He couldn’t let this opportunity to possibly find them go pass. He’s off searching with them, now, but should be back in a week, to call the pack together and announce the changes, and if not by then, then in the Spring. Hopefully with them both in tow. If he’s still gone by then, we’re to call a meeting ourselves to discuss the changed with the pack. ”

She couldn’t help the ache of hope in her tone as she finished speaking. She hadn’t seen her mother in so very long, and like any twin, she felt the absence of her brother deepest of all. He was her other half. The dark to her light, even if he’d easily be remembered as timid and infinitely sweet and gentle. Dark in coloring only.

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