Heal me, baby

Rhythm heaved a heavy sigh as a gust of wind rolled over the knolls towards her. For a moment she would remain in the same position, but a scent on the wind made her sit up. Her ears pushed forward and her nose was pushed into the breeze. Shaye. As soon as the word entered her mind her niece was there, burying her face into Rhythms once soft coat. She choked back a sob as she did the same, breathing in the girl's scent.

She was an alpha now, and that fact made Rhythm proud. With her niece next to her the cold of regret seemed to lessen and ebb. Her smile was unmistakable as she nuzzled the sweet girl. She knew not what befell her sister, Motif, but having Shaye seemed to wash much of her anxieties away.

"Shaye, I'm so glad you're here." she whispered into the younger Destruction's coat. "I'm so proud of you, too." she couldn't help but mention as she pushed into Shaye's form.