Woah! You got Old!

Novel lingered in the mangroves where she has been born all those years ago. The forest was a very different place now. Cherokee, her father, has been gone for a long time. His black form has not lingered here almost as long as Jupiter has been gone. She vaguely remembered when her mother took over Ludicael. The gods giveth the gods take away. Upon Jupiter's return the majority of her family returned to the lands that has birthed them: Dimenticato. The now ancient pack of Ahlon still remained, ruled by the descendants of Series and Poem. The Destruction name still strong there. Novel now doubted the same could be said here. 

Her brothers and sisters.. Dhiren passed not long before she left. Fal'Dara still lingered but her time was short. Psalm, her lovely son, had offered to return with her, but his family there needed him more than she did. His pups were only born the season before. His mate was a beauty even Poem herself would have envied. 

She knew she would never see them again. 

Novel had given her last good byes to them, but here in Boreas there were wolves who still needed to hear it. Even with her old age Novel moved gracefully over the tangled roots, her pace was slow. She has no where to be. She was surprised when she saw the figure though. Psalm was not supposed to have come with her. 

"Psalm, what are you.." but it wasn't her white marked son. "Hymn." She wanted to run to him, to cover him in kisses like she might have when he was tiny. But she was frozen, like a deer in the headlights she stared in wonder.