ends of the earth

Deep ruby eyes remained glued to the forest as his silvery paws stilled as the rustle continued. Rust marked ears perked as he watched a tiny she wolf appear from behind the trunks. She was obviously preoccupied, bright blue gaze just barely skimming over his form before she halted as well. His eyes widened as he took her in, even in the moonlight he wouldn’t have been able to mistake her. ”Hello?” If he didn't know any better his fluttering heart would have turned into a full blown heart attack.

Nysa. This was Nysa. She wasn’t though, she was much too tiny and young. Her voice was different to, and the way she looked at him. It was so much more kind than his mother, not that he would prefer the she wolf’s warm features.

”Who are you?” He asked, voice much harsher than he intended. His large frame moved closer to her, unabashed in his interest in her. She had to have been the same age, but who was she? His mother’s perfect clone, he didn’t have any siblings though. He was his mother’s one and only, her life’s obsession.