seven ways to sunday

Yurella gave a small smile at the brute that she had now known to be named Nagendra. He had a peculiar name, but, it was unique and special in her eyes. She looked over to him, her lime green eyes that resembled her brothers were reflecting slightly so that she could see better in the darkness that surrounded the cave. “I, too, have smelled the packs around here. But, my family is my pack. I do not have a mate at the moment, and I always wanted to have children of my own. I consider my brother’s children to be just like my own, helping me with their problems; if any.” She turned to look ahead of her as she kept the smile still visible upon her features. She had not been back in her families den for some time now, she should probably head back their at some point so that they know she was not hurt or anything. “Perhaps fate will decide whether we meet again, Nagendra,” she spoke in a calm, soft voice