bittersweet symphony

Álarr trudged along after his family. He wasn't quite sure what was going on, having been off continuing his studies in healing with Afi and Brynhildr. He did know that Auntie Rhythm was leaving and going to live in Abaven. He knew he wouldn't get to see her very often and the thought left a somber haze over his mood. He didn't understand why she wanted to go live in Abaven and not with them, though he knew they had other family here. He supposed she was going to live with them now but on what terms? Were they going to share her or was this it?

He felt Torrent look at him and he glanced back at her, his expression uncertain. Álarr didn't know how to proceed other than just wait. He figured the new wolves would show up, they'd chat and then… well then they'd say goodbye. He looked down at his fidgeting paws.