i'm Comin' Home

Twig almost didn’t believe it was him, but the sound of his summon, specifically for her, caused the Memoire girl to race towards the border of Abaven. The voice was so different, there was pride and courage and she was sure Beat had never howled before that day. She couldn’t wipe the grin from her face as she raced towards her nephew. Her tiny form flew over Abaven’s lands to bring her back to Beat’s presence.

The almost yearling was nearing his full height which was much taller than his aunt’s diminutive stature. ”Beat!” Her voice was filled with relief, she didn’t care if he was still cursed all she wanted was to hold her poor boy. She would never take the place of their mother but she adored and loved them and wanted to see them have a bright future. Twig knew she’d do anything for him.

The young woman aimed to wrap her arms around his neck and hold tightly to him and never let him go again.