Red Roses

Poem was settling back into Abaven well, she spent a lot of time with her grandmother but she was also getting to know her sister again. Theory had taken her place as Alpha better than Poem thought that she would be able to after her mother’s death. The girl was beyond thankful and proud of her sibling, she loved Theory to death and as eager to help her now that she had made her return. The relief of being home was lessened by the sorrow of the loss of her mother. Poem was still mourning the loss and tears were easy to see in her eyes.

Right now the yearling Destruction was distracting herself with a more wide swept patrol. She made her way off the beaten path to explore the bordering lands and make note of any prominent threats. Her icy white paws carried her over the mangroves like she was born here, unbeknownst to her, long ago, the first of her kin here in Boreas had taken their start in this land. Her great great great grandparents were buried here. Though Poem had deep roots connecting her she remained ignorant.

The girl continued, her senses alert as she continued. Her second birthday was approaching, and though she’d been considered an adult for a while now her coming of age was right around the corner. She’d been through a lot in her not quite two years. After all of it she knew she remained thankful for the blessings that were given. Obstacles and sorrow were unavoidable, she just had to keep herself focused on the positives that found her.

One of them being the familiar scent she stumbled across. The boy that had helped her return to Abaven right before the eruption. Those moments seemed like a lifetime ago, so much had happened and she had been forced to grow up quickly. Poem didn’t hesitate to try and fine him. ”Dominus?” She called out as she searched for him within the mangroves.