A Call For A Son [Neo]

He came. He was utterly changed. He had been bitter before, but now? Her heart wrenched in her chest, and her gut twisted at the utter epitome of hate that stood before her, tail and head raised high, ears pushed forward, eyes narrowed. She showed him none of her feelings, something she had never thought that she would have to do around the ones she had helped raise. Instead, her head tilted, and she studied him. ?You've grown well. And by your scent, you've a mate. Congratulations, Neo.? She wondered who she was. The scent was vaguely familiar, but held so much of Tortuga, that the original scent was lost.

?I called you hear, because I wanted to see you. To make sure you were alive. And I?m glad you came. You are safe. You are well. But your heart has died.? She shook her head and rose, gazing into the eyes that glared back at her. ?I always loved you, Neo. You were spirited, you never gave up on something you wanted. You were strong. You had a future. Now you have nothing in you but hate. And yet I still love you. I hope you do well in life, Neo. As long as you are happy, I am content.?

She turned. ?Goodbye, Neo.?

-Exit, unless stopped-