Do you feel more like a man?

She smiled at his aggression, she had never felt more proud. Rule number one, trust no one. No one is an ally, everyone has a hidden agenda. The world was cruel and her pups would know that. of course she was stricken with love for her children, a love that even she could not escape from. It was instinctual, habitual. She did lover her pups, wished only the best for them, even if she had a difficult time showing it. He relaxed and he saw her, at least he had recognized her.

She changed little over the years, her age had not yet displayed itself upon her. Slim, elegant, long, beautiful. The dame had a hidden beauty but it was corrupted with her blackened demeanor. Lies and tricks were her nature and many had fallen victim to her over the years. She seated herself beside him, ears swiveling as he answered her. A pack to the South? A hurricane? It did not surprise her that he had been a survivor, she had taught him better than to be swept away by the fury of nature.

" Welcome back love, I have missed you, it seems tales of times past will have to wait since you are so eager to send me away, what have I done to earn your fast dismissal Fenrir?" her tones were as smooth as glass, tail flickering back and forth, green eyes focused upon her son. She often wondered what had become of her litter, but who was she to hold them back? if they wished to leave their place of birth who was she to stop them? The question remained now that he had returned... what would she do?