And The Thunder Rolls...

Eulogy had never been a strong or healthy woman, at least not that Void could remember. As he looked at her here, thin and in pain, a ghost of a wolf, his disbelief was palpable. It felt like for so long he’d only known her as dead, after being missing, after being subject to so much sorrow. Here she was, an old, decrepit woman, with the most beautiful smile on her face as she looked up into his features. For only a beat longer did Void consider the possibility he was facing a ghost, but when her voice cracked and tears began to well up in her eyes he moved forward without any hesitation. As her sweet broken voice greeted him Void swept her off her paws and into his arms.

He pulled her into his chest and let her tears dampen his ivory splattered coat. Void had always been somewhat distant in his emotions, but being married to Plague and having a family brought him more in touch with those inner feelings. Being reunited with his mother now brought a collection of them to the forefront, but relief and love took the lead spilling over his star touched cheeks as he cried with her. The man never believed this moment would come again, he thought her gone and beyond his grasp, yet here she was. Flesh and blood pulled into his embrace.

”Mother.” He sobbed silently, closing his eyes and wrapping his head protectively over hers. She was in his arms once again, she wasn’t lost, she could meet his family. All of these thoughts and emotions hit him at once and the stoic man was fully overwhelmed.

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