The Life We've Made

Poem couldn’t remember a Spring near as cold as this one but the cold after the volcano eruption had been a close second. That time in her life had changed so much, the pack, her family, all of the events that took place helped to shape her into the woman she was today. She had her regrets and sorrows that continued to haunt her even now, but she didn’t have to dwell on them anymore. She had settled into Motherhood quite well, the five puppies she and Sparhawk brought into the world kept her busy and then some. Those five puppies made anything but smiling every day impossible. Along with her loving husband Poem didn’t have anywhere else she would rather be.

The sound of giggles filled the air as Poem stepped out into the clearing beyond the den. The cold was still very much about them but compared to other days it was nice. The slate woman didn’t hesitate to take to Sparhawk’s side as he basked in the beauty of everything. That was why she loved him, he appreciated the small delights that made life perfect, and then he added a bit of song.

The smile that played over her soft features was bright, unlike anything she had worn in seasons past. Sparhawk helped turn everything around. Abaven returned to their home, new life was brightening the pack, and she had her handsome husband beside her all along the way. Knowing the darker side of life only made this moment so much sweeter. The deep sound of Sparhawk’s tones were joined by her sweet voice. Poem wrapped her arms around his neck and sang into the thick fur at his cheek.