The Betrayal Knows My Name

Walk | Talk | Think

A part of Tahlia had never really expected to see Destruction again. True, she was the godmother of her children, a dear friend of the family, but being exiled had changed her views. Everything that had been related to Seracia had been abandoned during that time, including the relationships to the wolves that belonged there, and joining up with Ebony had given her a new home, a new future, a new life to focus her attention on. She had her children to think about and needed to do what she could to keep them all within good favor, to correct the mistake she had made in her previous home, and it had left her with little time to dwell on what had been and those they had left behind.

Hearing the call, however, the voice of a familiar friend, was enough to still the golden-eyed woman in her tracks. A moment of surprise kept her rooted to the spot, but realizing that it was real, that she really was there upon the border of Ebony, calling for the family that she had once been so close to, broke her from her inaction and sent her hurrying to find her. She went as fast as she could, accommodating her blind right eye, and did not stop until she had found her.

The woman that she remembered had been strong, sure of herself and her place in the world, and relatively happy all things considered. The woman that she saw was not that woman. She appeared downtrodden, weary, and quite unhappy. Tahlia stopped short, stared at her, and then approached more slowly, uncertainly. "Destruction." Her brow furrowed, worry beginning to rise within. "It has been so long. And we left no word of where we were going," she added, surprised further as she realized she had managed to find them here in Ebony. Was that by happenstance or had she truly sought them out? "It is so good to see you," she added, venturing a smile that she hoped might lighten the spirits of her friend.