When Nothing Stays the Same

Riva mused at the sudden changed in her life as she carefully picked the wild yarrow. She supposed she should be accustomed to change by now. When it happened to her, it happened in great sweeps that changed the landscape of her life. Time and time again and yet each change still startled her. She and Pyr had opted to stay behind when the pack shifted to a band and started their journey as a roaming group. It had been too hard to leave behind her garden and the body of her daughter lay beneath this soul.

She had realised how hard it would be, without the bustle of pack life to dilute her sorrow. That she would be lonely, instead of joyful with just herself and her partner. She missed her son, through she didn't fault him from wanting to explore the world. For leaving them.

She sighed, and turned and was startled at the intense gaze of her Lynx as he stared into the forest to her right. The spotted cat started forward. trusting his judgment, the tiny wolf followed after. The Lynx led her to another wolf, A stranger, and one clearly injured. "Hello" Riva said, straightening and approaching on her own now. The long night might have left her with mental scars, but she would always be a wolf who healed first and worried later. "Do you mind if I take a look?" She patted her healers bag, the freshly picked yarrow sticking slightly out. She looked very much like a little healer.