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N/A · 08-05-2013, 07:49 PM

Claire Aobhinne

The dainty black female had had her family reunited. Her brothers had found their home in Valhalla, with their father, just as she had. It was her happy ending. It was missing only one thing, one that Claire had all but given up on by now. And what was the point in obsessing over her lack of a mate when she had a large, happy family. One of her brothers would surely provide Cormalin with the grandchildren that he surely desired, for they were all wondrous wolves, and a female would have to be crazy to pass them up. Once, she had assumed the same of herself, but she was getting older. Claire wasn't old yet, not by a long shot, but it was coming. One day, she would be eight and her life would be in its twilight years, and that wasn't so far away now.

Still, Claire wasn't as bothered by it as she might have been, once. She was getting older, and therefore less silly. And that meant that her brothers ought to respect the fact that Claire could handle herself. She could take care of herself. She was no wilting flower, moving listlessly with the breeze. Claire had supreme confidence in herself. Still, she was glad to have her brothers back, despite their overbearing protectiveness. They made her feel whole once more. Cormalin had gone a long way towards fixing that, of course; he was her father, after all. But her brothers meant a lot to her too. They had always been a part of her life. Her father had not been. Maybe it was strange, but to Claire it made perfect sense. Her brothers completed her.

Especially darling Cael, her druid brother. Claire thought longingly of the white male, and then realized, with a bolt of inspiration, that he was near. Somewhere on Valhalla's territory stood her closest brother, somewhere within range of her howl. And so Claire tilted her head back and let loose a cry, calling Cael to her side. They had a great deal to catch up on, she was sure. And he would come. He would not deny her his presence. He was not rude by nature, and he adored her as much as she adored him. He would come.

All Claire had to do was wait. So she settled back on her haunches, wrapping her tail around her paws, mismatched eyes scanning the horizon as she waited patiently for his arrival.

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