Bridges can be mended

The thoughts of his future and the shape it wanted to take brought him to a thought that he hadn't had in a long time and that thought brought him to Habari's borders. He couldn't remember the last time he had spoken to his mother. Any memories he had were vague and distant and it hadn't really occurred to him how much that bothered him until he began thinking about the children he desired to raise. It felt like there was a chance that he and Void could become fathers in the not so distant future so what had been a passing thought had become a matter of importance. He was trying to get all of the pieces in place before that happened and that included mending ties with the only grandparent he had to introduce his children to.

He settled on his haunches outside of the Habari borders, hesitating for a moment. The reasons and whys for their mother's distance wasn't fully clear to him and he began to wonder if him coming here was a mistake. He liked to think that if Deathbelle had wanted to be a continuing part of their lives she would have said so and he feared he was only walking into heartbreak. However, he wanted his mother to know the progression of her children and their families and the tragedies that had befallen them over the last few seasons and at least give her the option. Steeling himself, he lifted his head and called for her, waiting beyond the border for her to arrive.

Plague | Viridis | Procella