My homeland

((OOC. I'll be removing Voodoo from the roster as part of my check this week so she'll be free to leave but I ask she not be added to the Menagerie roster until I've had a chance to remove her myself, though I'm still interested in continuing this thread if you both are.))

Recluse was indeed waking up, gently nuzzling each of her children, or at least all the ones she could actually reach in their sleeping puppy pile, and gently nosing at her husband. Sleep was still rough for her, she had yet to have a truly restful one since the day of Kali's death and she silently prayed that maybe she could have just one day where she wasn't needed, where she could take the time she needed to try and properly process what had happened, try and maneuver her grief. Today would not be that day, her cousin's call reached her volcanic den site and the woman sighed, glancing at Eraithus with a look that spoke of how tired she was but that she knew she had to go anyways. The albino woman wasn't exactly surprised. Her cousin had been upfront with her when she'd returned home, she'd spoken of a Wren whom she wished to join and the woman had agreed that if Voodoo felt that the alpha was worthy of her that she'd agree to let her cousin go, though some part of her had hoped it would take a little longer if it happened at all. Voodoo was the most vocally interested in the arts of healing that the pack had, her own mother and Recluse's aunt could arguably be considered the most accomplished, but the woman hardly bothered to show her face anymore and it left Recluse nervous that they would be without anyone to tend to them in the event of an attack... Or gods forbid another wave of sickness. But she had also hoped that maybe Voodoo's children could have met her own, they were growing quickly and no doubt would soon be scampering all over the place and Recluse couldn't help but feel that it would benefit her children to have other children their own age to play with who weren't their siblings... But there was little enough she could do about it. Voodoo was an adult and even though they'd spent little time together overall Recluse trusted her judgment, and it was probably time for the woman to forge her own path, her children in tow. So it wasn't a surprise to find Voodoo accompanied by another woman, she carried a pack scent that Recluse did not recognize but that was hardly surprising. She approached her cousin and gave her a soft smile, one that didn't quite hide the grief that clouded her eyes near constantly right now. ”Voodoo.” She said plainly but with clear affection, then turned her attention to the unknown woman, probably Wren. ”I'm Recluse Klein, Seraphim of Habari.” She dipped her head respectfully, her attention swinging back to her cousin for a moment and a hint of sadness crept into her voice though she did her best to keep her posture neutral. ”I suppose it's time.” ”Speech”  ’Thought’