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A Mother's Love

Saracyn



Manea

Elysium
Advisor

Expert Fighter (204)

Master Hunter (260)

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age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
91
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
608
player
Shelby

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04-02-2023, 11:06 AM

Manea's head tipped slightly as her brows pulled together at his unexpected apology, but she listened as he apologized for not being the perfect son and reinforced how deep his love for Avacyn ran. Her ears folded back as she listened. She wasn't sure if there was anything that could break her heart more than seeing her son breaking like this and it only solidified her decisions. Yes, she was allowing them to break laws that she shouldn't and yes, she was putting the future of their family line at risk because of it, but... she could see how genuine Saracyn was in this moment and she knew how much this meant to him. They could figure out ways around everything else, but she knew there would be no substitute for this and she couldn't force her children to live a life that only brought them heartache and sadness.

"Oh, my boy..." she said softly with a sigh as he apologized for ruining everything everything she had done for them. She lifted her forelegs to wrap them around his shoulders and pull him into a hug, nuzzling the top of his head. "You're not ruining everything. The way the engagements turned out is... unfortunate, but that's not going to ruin anything." The didn't say it out loud, but she was almost glad that there was no longer a pack at the other end of that arrangement. She would never wish ill on Chimera or his former pack, but at least now she didn't have to worry about losing an alliance over the hearts of her children.

She gave him a squeeze and added, "At the end of the day... You and your siblings are the next generation of Mendacium wolves. With most of our extended family scattered to the wind... it's ultimately up to you how you want to follow and enforce our beliefs." She leaned back a bit from their embrace, resting her paws on his shoulders as she gave him a slightly sad smile. "I'm not delusional. I know that one day I'll be gone and it won't matter what laws I'm strict on and what I'm not. Maybe it mattered more when my great grand mother was Matriarch and she was leading group as big as our pack that was entirely made up of our family... but now my legacy is you and this pack of wandering souls. You are ruining nothing."

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