The children were growing up and keeping them close by was becoming an impossible task. Just as she would track down one, she would return only to find the other two had flown off in separate directions and it was her two girls that seems to have the taste for adventure, travelling further than even Emer herself dared to these days. All in all it made her sick with worry. Though she had Valerius' word to help and the rest of the pack were surely keeping an eye on her three little trouble makers, it was her own sights she wished for the three children to remain in.
They simply couldn't understand it though, and without potentially terrifying them into her own pathetic state, Emer saw no way to actually keep them in the den and that simply wasn't what she wanted either. She just wished they would listen, want to remain close by rather than have this strange taste for adventure, but then perhaps it was her own wishes that were driving them further away.
It was Cecily's trail she was tracking now, the young girl had left the plains and in her exploring had brought Emer too away from the lands she had practically become a feature of in the past season. "Cecily, come on now, where are you?" Voice would call out, gaze eagerly trying to seek her darker, green-eyed miniature.
