My mom needs you gone
05-04-2015, 01:42 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-04-2015, 01:42 PM by Epiphron.)
If Epiphron had ever been anything at all, it was a mother. Perhaps she hadn't been the best one in the world -- she'd let her children go off on their own, even when she'd known it hadn't been for the best -- but she loved her children more than she ever imagined she could. Even Arian, despite being adopted, was no different than Amalia or Isolde in her eyes. It certainly helped that she looked similar to the rest of her children. Her smile was genuine as she beamed at Arian, her tail waving freely behind her. "It's been a long time since I've seen you look so well," she assured her with a gentle laugh. Perhaps she could look better, but that wasn't necessarily the point. She looked good, which was extraordinary considering all she had been through. Her expression of joy was genuine as she examined her, gaze shifting to the leaves as she nudged them toward her. "Thank you," she'd acknowledge the gift gladly, knowing it was not just a personal gift, but a gift between packs. It was honorable and wise of Arian and she found her smile growing wider at the news that the pack was going well. "I'm glad," she nodded eagerly. "So long as they are loyal and will never betray you. There is darkness even in the best of us," Epiphron would muse quietly. Perhaps in some more than others, but she trusted Cypress to look after Arian, and it seemed her daughter was growing quite stronger than she could've imagined. "Would it be wrong of me to assume our packs are allied?" came her next comment, knowing that Arian would likely feel the same way but knowing that she shouldn't assume anything. |
