And The Thunder Rolls...

There is moment where both wolves pause and Eulogy doesn’t know what to do. Raw emotions slam into her chest and steal away her breath, as a bright, loving smile appears. A small voice urges her forward, whispering to embrace him and hold her tall son once again. Confusion swirls in her mind as she wonders, ‘when was the last time she had seen him’? One year? Five? At some point, time had become a strange, foreign concept and the only way the old woman had known time had passed was by the way her joints stiffened and pain settled into her frame. She steps forward, tentatively, uncertain if he would even want to touch her.

Her voice calls to him, choked with the emotion that are flooding her, threatening to drown the shorter wolf where she stands. But, all the while, the smile stays on her lips, and it is filled with all the love that she has for her son. Void sweeps her off her paws and Eulogy bites back the grunt of pain from the sudden, jarring movement. Instead, she focuses on the feeling of being in his arms and tears begin to fall freely. She winds her own, shorter arms around him, holding onto her son as if he is her life raft in the sea of emotions.

She buries her face into his fur, hiding herself away from the world as she shares this tender moment with Void. Her thin frame quakes, as she quietly sobs into his fur, thanking every lucky star that she is alive and here. Void’s simple word has Eulogy’s arms clutching him a little tighter while her head turns the side and she murmurs soothing sounds for both of them. His head wraps over her own and the older wolf lets out a content sigh, thankful that she had made the trek down here.

When the tears have slowed, still holding tight to her son, Eulogy softly says, “Oh, Void. I was afraid I would never see you again. I… I…” Her words become choked and fall off, so she gives him a small squeeze. Memories flare and Eulogy buries her head into his fur once more and she tearfully croaks out, “I am so sorry.” For all of her shortcomings, the older wolf regrets not being with her children more. But, here she is, in Void’s arms, looking to share what time she has left with all of her children. Maybe dreams do come true.


"Eulogy Destruction"