It ends tonight

Surprise was her dominant expression as she looked at Incubus now. Three years. A long time for a son not to see their father. It had been so long since she had thought of Hannibal, that she had no inkling as to where he could have gone. But, if anyone would know, she would have thought his own child. She felt a measure of concern for her old friend, and acknowledged there was nothing she could do for him now. Nothing she could do for anyone.

“I hope so” She said, her words both polite and sincere. She fell into silence, seeing the emotion playing out in the other wolf's eyes. Worry for a father, and a fear of the worst. There was little Riva could say to comfort him.

Her thoughts on Hannibal, it came as quite a surprise when Incubus turned their attention quite suddenly to the bowl behind her. Riva jumped, startled, and flushed a little. She was not a great liar, but had no intention of spilling this dark secret to the wolf before her. “It is… a decision made.” She said after an awkward pause.