Tell Me Please

*Crusade* · 04-25-2013, 04:54 AM

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Crusade's ears perked pleasantly at her welcome. "Thank you," she said gently. She walked the rest of the distance between them and found Saix lying at the mouth of his personal den. Creator Above... how old he looked. And how tired. Rather like Ralon had looked, Crusade thought to herself. The whole elder buisness - it was not something she'd ever thought she'd be facing herself. But she would in time. Still, when age brought infirmity to her, she'd hopefully have her young children to play about her. An old age like that was practically a blessing.

But an old age like Saix's....

Crusade, in her calm, prowling sort of walk, came to to the den, made a little circle, and then laid herself down beside Saix so that they were both facing out of the cave to the tundra and woods beyond. When she laid down now adays it had to be more on her side - allowing her belly room to bulge out beside her. Yet besides the obvious movements she had to resort to not to injure herself, the she-wolf gave no sign that she burdened by the bearing of pups. It was uncomfortable, yes, but when compared to all the wounds she'd taken in her life it was a trifle, and from this discomfort she'd bring about a miracle. Who could ask for something better?

No, the one feeling the most discomfort here, had to be Saix. But other than offer her presence, Crusade was rather at a loss for what to do. When she looked at him... Crusade turned her head so that she could see him with her remaining eye. She voiced her thoughts aloud. "When I look at you Saix... I am not sure who I am seeing." Her voice was quiet and grave, but gentle. "Am I speaking with the proud warrior whom I first met as a rogue and walked with along the borders? Am I speaking with the Brave who stood beside my sister and the pack even through a great migration? Or am I.." she trialed off. She could not voice the other side of things; the other face Saix had once taken. "But I suppose I'm not talking to any of them, for you don't remember it." Her single gold-green orb bored into his baby blues. It was as though she wished to turn them to blue glass and see through them to what lay beneath. However, such things are beyond even the eldest and wisest of mortals. "Seems we are only just meeting again, and I apologize, for I never properly introduced myself."

The she-wolf straightened her uncommonly high shoulders. Rather unconsciously her chin lifted and her bearing settling into a reminder of what she once was. A Warrior Queen. "I am Crusade, daughter of Clash and Drake, sister of many, and mate of Cifer, Glaciem's Lead Brave. For many years, I was your Alpha, but now I am retired from all duties. I still do whatever I can for the pack, but my fighting days are over. My heart now is set upon careing for Glaciem's future generations."

She had said quite a bit and now she lay back waiting. Would any of it ring any bells for the male? Would he return with an introduction of his own - telling her who he thought himself to be...?

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