Invitation and Surprise

Laughter trickles out of Meadow as Iolaire embraces her. It feels so good to be with her again and she has so many stories to tell her niece. Perhaps she could corner her one night by a fire and tell her all the tales. She had always loved to tell stories by fires as the leaping flames seemed to enhance them. Yes, some night she will track her down and they will talk; just like old times.

Eyes finally find the man that was with Io and she suddenly remembers her manners. With a dip of her head and shy smile, Meadow says, “Hello Sirius! As Iolaire said I am her aunt and yes my name is Meadow.” A nervous chuckle escapes and she looks at Bast, again dipping her head in greeting. She is thankful that Io has found someone that has become family. The woman deserves to be surround by good wolves and Sirius seems like one of those. 

Hearing movement behind her, Meadow turns to watch Resin raise. The wince not going unnoticed by the smaller wolf and a sigh escapes her as she watches the slight limp in Resin’s step. She wants to help her sister, to ease her pain and heal the wounds but she is not a well-versed healer… yet. One day she might be able to help but right now, she just feels helpless to comfort the hurting woman.

Listening to her sister speak, the lighter woman cringes when Resin’s blunt words inform Io of the death. Well, there it is was, all fact and no sugar coating. Mouth falls open in surprise as the giant woman embraces her daughter. Resin had never been the ‘touchy feely’ kind, so for her to embrace her daughter and then to admit she felt something… well it leaves her momentarily speechless. 

Quickly recovering from her initial shock, Meadow finds herself with a goofy grin on her face. This day is full of surprises. Listening to Resin talk to Sirius the smaller sister finds herself looking at the man curiously. Apparently, her manners had once again fled her as she watches him. Io trusts him and, based on that fact alone, Meadow trusts him too. She offers him a warm smile and says, “Thank you Sirius for everything you do.”

Eyes turn back to Iolaire and Meadow wants to acknowledge the woman’s accomplishment of being the Ambassador of the Armada. With great enthusiasm the smaller sister says, “That is amazing Iolaire! I am very proud of you for doing so well for yourself!” Oops, she did it again. With a quick amendment, she says, “We are very proud of you.” Another wide smile and she looks between all those present.