What remains from the past [OPEN]

He watched her as she chewed over the thought of a potential family member. He wished he had remembered more about Riva, had more to tell her. She was a wolf, she had been around one day, and not the next. That was about all he could remember. “It doesn't bother me to help you look. I at least know what she looks like” he pointed out with a kind smile.

He mulled it over in his head a few times, and she would ask if any in Ashen knew where she had gone. Well not exactly. If anyone would know, it was Deathbelle, right? His Auntie had been Alpha at the time, and if anyone kept track of where Riva had gone, it would have been her.

Mortis was pretty sure she had gone to Habari, he had caught her scent when he had gone snooping around the pack, wondering if they would let him join. Wondering if his possessive father would ever let him go.

“I have an idea, it means looking up an old family member of mine. We’d have to travel East from here, it's not too far. You in?” he wasn’t sure what she meant about her mother - was she saying she didn’t know where she was today, or had lost her for some time? If she was on her own, maybe he could help her find her feet until her mother found her again.