i heard the church bells from afar
The pack would begin to gather, Varda and Aslan scampering off across the mud and Frith stepping forwards to give them words of caution. It was a somewhat sorrowful state and she knew that Symphony and Sorrel would likely not be too pleased by the healer's den upon glancing at it. Novella felt bad for them, all that hard work and efforts gathering useful herbs for the pack one glance at Symphony's face would prove her fears right, shock and horror spreading across it. She would do what she could to help replenish stocks, perhaps now would be a good time for her to take the children out to gather new plants, learning and helping.
F?licien would soon speak up, enquiring about Gitan. Like Symphony he hadn't be found in the lands when the pack had moved nor had he appeared later within Threar, Sawtooth or even with the group gathered at the Shrine. Novella would worry slightly for the man, it after all had not been pleasant weather though if he had been off taking a holiday somewhere else away from the storms, she would not be too pleased with the man. It after all wasn't the first occasion he had left his family for a period of time, it wasn't all that long ago that he had last returned from one such trip.
Gitan would soon be cast aside from her own mind however as a familiar voice would call out to her a name called out confirming her thoughts as she would turn and set eyes upon her brother. A smile would spread across her features and she would move forwards to nuzzle the man in greeting.
"Where have you been?" She would enquire, he had missed so much, Ludicael separating and most importantly the birth of more nieces and nephews, her own three children of course included.
we found each other in the dark
