Scattered Scents

Walk | Talk | Think

For a third time Mercianne had failed to take notice of those others around her who were not related to her. With her pups near and their long absence finally put to an end it was difficult for her to consider anything or anyone else besides the joy she felt at their reunion. But it seemed her children had not lost their manners so completely or so quickly. Emery very ardently returned the affection she gave him, a fact that kept her eyes full of tears, but soon came to remember about the tall woman who had helped him get here with his family. He drew back eventually - which Merci took with a bit of a start - and backed away to acknowledge the long-legged woman who had assisted him.

It was the first time the overjoyed mother realized that her son had not made the trek to find her alone, and her first time seeing a canine creature like this one. She was a strange sight all around, incredibly tall and leggy and thin with a coat that reminded Merci of red autumn leaves. It took a moment for the creamy white wolf to realize she had been staring, and with an embarrassed blink she attempted to compose herself all while her son politely thanked the red colored woman for her help. She said nothing while she quietly watched and marveled over how grown up her boy sounded, how much he had changed since she had last taken notice. It saddened her at the same time that it made her proud, and she promised herself in that moment that she would be more involved during his future.

And suddenly he was turning to her, seeking her reassurance and help with this new friend he had made. Jaw falling slightly agape, Mercianne glanced quickly between them as she finally took in the offer Emery had laid out on the table. Adding a stranger to their bunch? And not even knowing who or what she was? Was she crazy for wanting to agree right away simply to please her son? Was it crazy to at least consider it? "You gave me back my son," she stated simply, as if there was nothing else she could say, "It's the least I could do." Perhaps it was crazy, but this Araceli had helped her child and taken care of him; if she was alone then Merci felt only right thanking her with company.

She offered a warm smile and a low tail wag as she stepped forward to nuzzle her son another time. It really was so wonderful to have him back. "Sage and Clover are here too," she said quietly to him, sure that he would be excited to see them too. Her dark brown eyes lifted to extend the offer to Araceli as well before she turned and began to lead the way back where she had come from, back toward their den along the cove. As she spied her other sons and Knight she realized there was someone else there too, a white wolf keeping quietly to herself and simply watching the events unfold. That's right. Clover had not come to her alone either. And even Sage seemed knowledgeable of her as well. Feeling again a bitter disappointment in herself and a quiet gratitude, Mercianne padded over to her and muttered softly, "Thank you, very much. I thought I'd lost them."