Breaking Ways

What Sirius may not have realized was just how similar the two of them were. Just as he was possessive, she was also. Throughout her lifetime, there had always been a select few that were considered 'mine.' Sirius had ended up in that group just as she had ended up in his. If things had been a little different with timing and had she not seen with her own eye the death of her son's, she might very well have believed that Sirius was once of her long lost children.

The man pulled her close and gave her another kiss. So much like Mort. He called her grouchy and she couldn't dispute that. "I'll be here for you until I'm not," she promised. Until she died, she would do everything that she could for her children. If Sirius saw her as a mother, then he was included in that grouping. It was the reason that she hadn't told Iolaire. She would be nearby. They would still see each other often. The small woman would understand.

Giving Sirius a pat on the paw, the grouchy woman continued. "There are others that I would like to take with me. Meadow, for one." Meadow was her sister and the reason was self explanatory. "Dunkan is another. The boy needs some work. I'm afraid if he keeps going down his current path, he's going to implode." She knew the dangers of holding back and Dunkan was holding a lot back. Resin released a sigh. "I haven't spoken with Tamsyn on the matter yet. Frankly, I'm worried that she'll turn down my offer." There it was though. Three wolves that she wished to take. There would be more room for the Armada to take in and train new warriors.