Set My Soul

Philomena felt… lighter now that she had spent some time with Pegasus. Like the weight was lifted… She had hope again… hope for a future… a family like the one she had always wanted. It would be different this time, she promised herself. There would be more stability, a pack… the children she’d eventually have would know both of their parents. Things were going to be as they were meant to be… and maybe, the woman thought, she’d find the remaining children from her first litter… make amends… make things right. There was at least a chance… a new start…

She found herself wandering to the plains… a place she had known as a child. Memories of Dragoste stirred within her… and she had noticed that the pack that once held the territory no longer held a strong scent in the weeping woods. They were… gone. Perhaps, she thought, soon she would visit her father’s grave again… wondering what he thought of her now… if he was still watching…

She caught the scent of another and lifted her head. She could see another making her way along… an older female. Her coloration suggest she was related to Pegasus… his mother? The maned female felt anxiety stir in her stomach. What were they going to think of her? Especially if she and Peg had kids? The femme decided not to dwell on what ifs… and find out.

She let out a bark, loud enough to be heard but friendly to the other female. Here went something...