There is no cure for age

Time has a way of slipping through Andy’s paws and days will suddenly turn into months as it continues to steadily march onward. However, as it continues on, the now young woman has started to become painfully aware of the age of those around her that she loves. For example, her father, the imposing Warlord, has entered his tenth year of life and, while that is a wonderful accomplishment, it does not shake the fact that many wolves tend to pass away at this age.

Since the loss of her mother, Andy has tried to cling tightly to Sirius and, now in the face of losing him to old age, the young woman finds herself suddenly and deeply fearful. True, he has yet to slow down but time has already marked his muscle and settled heavily into his bones. So, here she sits, in her observatory, watching the clouds lazily drift by as her mind runs away from her. Thankfully, a summons from her father has her blinking away the dismal thoughts and grounding her in the here and now.

Swiftly, she leaves her beloved observatory and makes her way down into the Col and to the fire pit where her father waits. Walking up to her old man, a wistful smile fills her face and she moves in to get a gentle hug, wishing to savor them while she can. Only when he is done does she step back and seat herself beside him, softly greeting, “Hey dad.” The fire jumps and crackles, spitting sparks into the air as she looks up at the aging Warlord.


"Andromeda Fatalis"