the future is ready to shine

Another year gone by. Twig wasn’t sure she was particularly pleased with the results of such a year. She’d gained and lost her uncle and aunt. In the process she had gathered up a brood of her own. Not that she would dream of her little cousins calling her anything close to ‘mother.’ They knew their mom, they met her they loved her, Twig had no right to come in and steal the title. That didn’t mean she didn’t love them with her whole heart. She did everything she could for them, but she couldn’t protect them from loss.

The three boys left the den that morning, leaving Autumn to her own devices. Her dainty paws carried her through the foliage of the island. With springs return the place was slightly more habitable. The volcanos wrath was slowly ending. They wouldn’t be able to return to their home for a while now, but at least the sky was growing clearer. She contemplated the effects of the last years events on the pack, on her little nephews, and on the members within. They all struggled hard with their losses, and smiles were sometimes difficult to come by.

Twig lowered herself onto her haunches on the beach, bringing her ivory tail around her paws as she stared out over the water towards the cliffs that bordered Abaven’s normal territory. She sighed softly, feeling helpless and sad. An emotion that didn’t often stick to her, but the emotional weight of the past few seasons was wearing on the Memoire girl.