Triple Shit Infinity

Aurielle’s head tipped toward Rhythm as the woman gently advised her, and a soft hum of agreement answered the older woman. “True. That’s the same as Da often said while he was training me. It got harder when my mother and twin were taken, though. He never let the mask falter for the pack if he could help it, and often not even for me, but when you grow up with someone, you know when they’re forcing a smile. I think he was relieved to get away when we received word of where to find them.”

She blew out a sigh and smiled at the woman, though she knew she couldn’t see it—the smile lightened her voice enough to indicate the expression, though as she said, “I’ve been blessed, greatly so, by having my cousin at my side as my second. She’s a good wolf, wise and dedicated.”

Her eyes strayed from the woman, toward the Range, and she wondered, briefly, how her uncle was doing. She’d only met the male once, and the poor man had been repeatedly dumbfounded and side-blinded by all that had happened in the time since he’d last ventured their way. From learning that his eldest sibling had sired a litter, to the raid… She shook her head at the thought with a faint chuckle. Perhaps she ought to go to see him and learn a bit more about the male.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think