Mama?
05-28-2013, 03:12 AM
| Erani |
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Erani padded toward the ravine, ear cocked back to make sure he was close behind. He voiced his request, and she smiled. So she turned and made her way down a path that led up toward the top of the ravine. She paused at the top seeing if he?d make the climb. His question made her realize how it would sound. ?When you?re older, Little one, I?ll tell you.? Her voice was gentle as she watched him. She was an older wolf. Her likely hood of reaching a grand old age was unsure. She knew she had at least two more years. But beyond that? And there was always a chance for another Blackmoon wolf attack? She couldn?t evade Death forever. She had nearly died that night, when Guinevere had truly fallen ill. When Guinevere had lost trust in her. Those wolves had nearly been the end of her. Would have, if she hadn?t been so determined to get to Guinevere first. Sarak had been a lucky turn. He?d been young and inexperienced, and frightened. What would happen? When an experienced assassin came? Her eyes went to her youngest son. They wouldn?t get her children. They wouldn?t get her children. |