Release

Only a heartbeat after she called to them the deep voice of her father would resonate from within the den her parents shared. He would welcome her to its depths. Carefully she would enter, porcelain paws carrying her softly to the depths. Eyes that matched her father's would watch as Novel awoke, asking her of her intentions. It seemed she could hide nothing from the wolves who raise her. Even after years of being apart they would still see right through her. Sighing before she settled beside them her gaze would shift from each wolf. They knew not of her sickness or connection to those divine beings that so guided her. Would they accept her way of life and the trust she put into such beings? Taking a deep breath she would begin, "The gods have spoken to me. I've seen them in many dreams and visions, they had not spoken to me in many moons. However days before you arrived they took me, showing me a path I'm not sure how to take." she didn't want to pause for long, but she was still so uncertain of their decision. Was this truly what they wanted? Had she failed them somehow? "They wish the leadership of Ludicael to go to you." her ears would fall back as she allowed them such information. Would they accept? Was this the right course?