Moonlight on the falls

With her trip to Abaven completed, Aurielle had returned home and immediately flopped in amongst her children, cuddling the lot of them for hours, snuggled against Red in the process. She’d slept for hours, pups suckling happily, sleeping, squabbling and ear-biting.

Come morning, she was well-rested, and made the best of her regained energy once the children were fed for the morning, leaving them under Paladin’s care as she patrolled. There was a raid to be planned, and she hoped Torin had prepared Lirim as well.

She worried for her older cousin. His mate and son were missing, and she knew from experience how much it hurt to have not one but two of those you loved missing, not knowing if they were safe, why they’d vanished, or if they were dead or taken by slavers. She hoped that the prospect of a raid to defend against would give him something to focus on.

Eventually, her paws led her away from the pack, northward. She’d climbed for hours into the evening to the top of a peak, from which coursed a great waterfall, its water cold and clear. She spent a long while drinking her fill before she moved to gaze out over the lands she could see far below. Miles and miles spread out below, and she took in the sights with a quiet contentment, breathing in the cold air as it lifted her mane on its fingers. She wouldn't tarry for long, but while she was here she could enjoy it.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think