what the future brings

Speech ─ Think

There wasn't much growth happening withing Hellborn, and Widow couldn't really blame anyone but herself. Terror and Gruesome were still sick and although she would occasionally tend to them, for the most part she had to keep her distance to avoid catching whatever they had. A pack could only be as strong as it's leader, and if she was weakened by an illness, anyone could come in and take it... even that little child she beat to have this pack in the first place. Honestly, she was surprised she hadn't come around yet, attempting a rematch, but Widow suspected it would come along eventually.

However, there was some growth happening. Between her daughter and her fiance for one, as their wedding would be coming up soon, but Crux's efforts in becoming a better healer had not gone unnoticed. He seemed to be one of the few that was actually working to get better, and if anyone deserved a promotion to a master rank, it was him.

This wasn't her decision alone to make, however. Was he even interested in such a thing? She imagined that he wanted to become a father sooner rather than later, and worried that the stress of a high rank might exhaust him on top of all the work of becoming a new father. He and Cryptis would have their work cut out for them too, given her daughters health and his crystal growths. She worried for them, but she would always be there for her daughter and her family. Frankly, she was excited to be a grandmother. So if Crux chose a family over a high rank, she would understand... but if he wanted both, she wouldn't stop him either.

She sat outside her den and called for him, expecting him to be around but making the call loud enough to reach out further into the territory in case he wasn't within the entanglement as she expected.

blended with beauty and blessed by the divine