I Remember

The child's jump of surprise brought a low chuckle from the woman and the corners of her maw actually lifted in a grin. Resin wasn't one to smile often. Life was a serious thing and she was a serious wolf. She had a soft spot for male pups though. Perhaps it was because her own had been stolen from her. She remembered what it was like, having three young boys running around her paws with Iolaire in tow. In a way, she missed it.

Mortis spoke, thanking her for helping him and keeping his secret. The scarred woman arched a dark brow in slight surprise. "You are welcome, young one." Lifting one wide paw, she patted the earth before her, offering him conversation and an ear if he needed. "I'm sure that you're filled with confusion. Has he said anything? Your brother?" She wondered what excuse the other child might have for blatantly pushing his brother off of a cliff.