run with me

Hanako stepped out into the night air, a blanket slipping off her shoulders as she looked up at the full moon. She hadn't been outside in what felt like forever but now that her fur was growing back, all soft and fluffy but not full length yet, she felt confident to slip outside. To run the risk of being seen. Pretending to be sick-like really sick- had worked till now but she knew she couldn't keep stringing this excuse along. Either Azure would call her out on it or the Warlord himself would swing by and have a word with her, both options had the Diplomat's muzzle wrinkling as she padded her way down to the beach.

Though insistent it wasn't her fault, Hanako couldn't help but feel a tiny sting of guilt when she thought about her children and how much she'd missed. She clung onto them inside the den, smothering and loving, but even then didn't really know how to mother or what they needed from her now they were stronger and more independent.

Maybe...a race would be a good place to start? It was one of the very few physical things she was good at, something the Fatalis line found useful. Jaunting her way down to the beach, she found a long stretch that would work just fine. Far enough to really stretch their legs without overdoing it. Tipping her head back, she called out for children, any one would do as she loved them as equally as she could manage.