howdy ho neighbor!

He caught the Abaven scent in his nostrils to some surprise. He reminisced even as he stalked its owner. He had enjoyed teaching Poem, even if she had chomped at the bit to be free. She had been so full to honour she just about burst. Her sister had been cut from a different cloth, timid and fearful. Not a sign you should show to the wolves. She had not had an easy time in the Ashen lands.

All of that was before his armada had really taken hold, and had children of his own. Those kids had filled the void he hadnt even known was there. Hadnt known he had been trying to fill with Porm and Motif. He had let Poem go because her mother had died and some part of him could not be so cruel. In his past, he was a nightmare. Zee had made a husband and then a father, and for it he was kinder.

His reflections came to a stop as he saw the Abaven wolf. Cut from the same cloth as Poem, he suspected, from his very brief meeting of her. She had lost a child of her terratory, and he had found him first. Interesting that they should meet again. Interesting indeed. "Theory. I havent seen you in my neck of the woods before" he called out, amused.