This land is ours. Lets make it great

Aslatiel · 09-23-2022, 09:56 PM

Aslatiel had done exactly what she had set out to do when she left the Armada oh so long ago. She had traveled with her children, taking them to different parts of the world with different terrains. She'd taught them how to survive. How to live on their own without the protection of a pack. Realistically, Arcturus and Satira should be two of the toughest, most self sufficient wolves to share the Fatalis blood. Now that they were two and quite full grown, they were free to make their own decisions in life. They no longer need to follow the narrative that she'd written for them thus far. They could continue wandering as loners if they wished and Asla would feel no fear for them as she had prepared them for such a life. They could also choose to join their uncle Kotori's pack alongside her, Indigo and their younger sister. Aslatiel wanted nothing but the best for her children and she trusted that they were both strong and smart. Still, she was quite relieved when they decided to join Valta as well.

Kotori called a meeting, releasing his howl for the small pack. Asla dusted off her paws, having been sprucing up a long abandoned den. This one wasn't for her or her family, she was simply prepping spares in the event that they found more wolves to join that would need places to stay. Guest dens, perhaps. Either way, they would be put to good use.

Padding towards the rest of the group, Asla shot a grin towards Mort and Hika, the scars on the side of the woman's face crinkling with the action. A nuzzle was placed upon Arc's cheek, though she had to stretch to get there. She then went and lay on her belly beside Indigo, noting that Aia was curled up in his mane, like always. The girl was very much his daughter. Asla had simply created her. The woman then gave her little brother her full attention. This first meeting was quite a momentous occasion for him.

"Aslatiel"

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