FREEDOM IN THE TWENTY FIRST CENTURY

A pleased smile touched the russet woman's features when she heard her niece's call. Even in her heart ache and loneliness, it pleased her that there was finally a meeting being called. It was about high time that the proud pack that was Olympus pulled itself together and forged on now that the epidemic had been stopped in its tracks. She pulled herself onto her paws and for the first time in several days moved with a good bit of spring in her step. Ever since Conan seemingly disappeared she had found it hard to convince herself to do much of anything, but maybe this meeting would be just the thing to bring herself out of this darkness. She arrived to see her niece raised up above where the rest of the pack would soon gather. She was glad to see one of Virgil's sons was also there. She dipped her head in greeting to the both of them before settling down on her haunches, hoping that no one would notice how she had begun to thin from her lack of hunting as of late.



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