Child of Mine

Spring had arrived, making it easier for her to continue her search. She had holed up during the winter, recovering from the flu she had contracted during her travels with the various bands she used to get here. She adored the Spring season. It meant herbs of all kinds would start blooming, making it a healers season to collect herbs for the rest of the year. But she wasn't on that kind of mission at the moment. She had finally caught wind of her sons scent, so she started her search once again. With the snow gone, it made it much easier to try to track him down. She missed her children. Her heart ached to see them again. She wondered how they were doing. If they were faring well. If they were safe. Fed. She had no doubt they could take care of themselves, but after what had happened to Yale, she worried for them. Of course, a mothers worry was natural. And she hoped to find them soon so that maybe she wouldn't worry so much. She wanted to know how they were doing, maybe even join them...wherever they might be.

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