into the light

Triss was still adjusting to the new den that she had picked out with Crux. It was a work in progress, with one usable den, and a few offshoots that they planned to work on. She wasn’t expecting a knock at the door, but her mothers voice told her who was there pretty quickly.

Smiling, the little wolf trotted forward and stuck her head out of the den. “I’m here mum” she said, the sudden strange sensation of realising that this was her own place, separate from Widow, suddenly struck her. Nostalgia, and a new sense of self filled her as she grinned at the Queen. “Come in” she invited her mother


"Cryptis"