Desolate Blizzard

His ears perked with interest as Malalia mentioned having met Aurielle. His Spirit had mentioned the encounter in passing, approval in her voice, which warmed him. A near-wicked grin slid onto his face as she described the encounter, “innocence” sparkling in his eyes.

“Oh yes. Granted, when she chose the word for the rank name, she meant for it to embody the spiritual strength of the pack. As she is what stands between danger and her pack to the best of her ability. Her mate is called the Heart, and her secondary alpha will be the Soul, whomever it might be.”

“I hope the festival goes well.”

As she spoke of the mountain as well, he gazed upward at the mountain. “We could see the eruption from Valhalla. It was night, and you could see the glow in the sky from the fire it spewed.”

The fear for his family, when he realized Geo- no, Meri, now – was not with them when Aurielle had called the pack together. Thank the gods that Meri was okay. A smile touched his lips. He was so very glad that the nagging worry at the back of his mind was finally relieved. Even if Meri no longer stayed in Valhalla, at least he knew his brother was alive and well and enjoying his life.

Word Count: 220
Total: 4608

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think