Gentle Mother

To say Rhythm was affected by the loss of a relationship with her son would have been an understatement. The old woman's heart was filled with pain everyday that went by that the issue was not resolved. Though she had been distracted by Valentine’s most recent… litter. Though she still wasn’t sure about his explanation about that she had agreed to be a help. The old man could hardly be expected to raise the boisterous pups on his own, and she had rested her loyalties with him.

They were a welcome distraction from the strain she felt with her ties to Abaven. They made the ache in her heart lessen just a little bit. Her thoughts lngered on the pups as Shaye’s call could be heard coming from the direction of the orchard. She was calling for her aunt.

Rhythm debated for a long moment about appearing before her niece, unsure what the woman could need or want from her. Knowing Shaye she would be here to help rebuild what had been destroyed, and Rhythm longed for that to happen. However, she had little hope of Rhyme forgiving her for her choices.

The old Destruction’s chocolate paws carried her to the border, deciding ultimately that no matter what being in Shaye’s presence would be welcome. She was rather quick on her paws, and managed not to run into anything on her way to the alpha’s presence. Since she didn’t know how Shaye thought about everything she refrained from running to embrace her, instead she slowed and stopped a bit in front of her Niece.

”Shaye,” Her voice was cautious but hopeful as her sightless gaze fell on Shaye’s form.