Lets Tessellate
01-27-2015, 01:45 AM
Everything seemed to be hanging on by a thread. She had only just officially taken control of Pantheon a few days ago and still didn't quite feel like it was actually happening. Her daughters were luckily sticking fairly close to home these days, but they were still growing up so fast. Not to mention that spring was still heavy in the air and that meant her heat was as well. Part of her had hoped, and even craved, for her and Conan to finally start their family, for her to truely get her life on track and put her wandering ways behind her, but he had been so distant lately... He very rarely if ever slept in the den with them these days. Did he know about her most recent escapade? If he didn't know, did he suspect? The guilt around that alone was enough to drive her mad, much less the new pressure of being the Matriarch and the fact that she was nearly on the verge of tears at the mere mention of her sister and law. Needless to say she was upset and frustrated in more than one way. She did her best to hide it from her girls, but it was hard. Finally fed up with it all, she waited till Hera and Desponia had gone out on one of their adventures and then lifted her muzzle and called for Conan and Conan alone. She had to speak with him weather he wanted to or not. She had to know where they stood. She couldn't run this pack on her own, she needed her husband at her side. |