Forging On

Philomena shifted a little, nuzzling her brother again. So he had meant to come find her too… “I get it, Ulric. I was… I was doing the same.” The female’s blue eyes were shining with delight. Just being with Ulric again, after all this time… It was great seeing someone from her childhood. Someone she had always been able to lean on. “I’m glad you did too. I was worried… I might have walked away from the family I had and wasn’t going to see either of you again.” The female closed her eyes, breathing in calmly before she looked at her brother once more.

“Well… I left Boreas for a time. I knew I wanted to form a pack… and to fight those that hurt others… specifically the Abraxas but…” She trailed off, looking at the ground as heat rushed to her cheeks at the memories. “I spent some time in the company of others. One thing lead to another and…” She looked back to Ulric. “What would you say if I told you were an uncle, Ulric?” Her eyes were shining just a bit brighter. “There’s four of them Ulric… and by the Gods they’re gorgeous.” She spoke proudly… and she was. Her children were perfect and there was no saying otherwise to the woman.