Hello again, it's been a while

Psalm didn't know what spring was meant to be like, and she didn't know she didn't know that. The girl had known mostly cold and driving snow for her still short life, had known it to cause sickness and take her only sister out of commission... but it didn't strike her as odd, or worse than anything else, she simply didn't know that the spring had been held within the unnatural grip of winter. So she really didn't know how difficult the trip was, obviously she herself struggled at times, still quite small and not gifted with her father's height but she made the trip regardless. The girl had quickly latched onto her father after her mother had left, doing her best to mimic him where she could, though she wasn't conscious of it she was worried if she disappointed him he'd leave her too.

So it was very exciting to get to go see her mom again! The girl bounced alongside her brothers, though she was also tired by the time they got there, and as they stood at the borders, their father having called for their mother a sort of wariness washed over her, the excitement had been tempered by the journey and suddenly she was very afraid of what her mother might think of them. The woman would approach and the girl approached warriely, rubbing up against her for a moment before skittering back towards her father, and pressing into his leg. Which is where she stayed as they moved into the pack lands. She would swap to sticking to Balth like glue when they were ushered into the room.