Herb Hunting: Alfalfa

Winter had finally disappeared and spring had taken over. With spring came beautiful weather and herb hunting. Looking for herbs was something Storm loved to do and it gave her a chance to travel out of the pack lands and to meet some new faces. This year was extra special because she would be able to include her children who would help to be her eyes on these trips. She was looking forward to spending time with each of them individually. Up until this point she really hadn't had much individual time with each one, now they were bigger and she didn't have to have everyone along. She could take each one with her while the others stayed in pack borders. Today was her first trip out and she had decided to start with her most adventurous child, Tyranis. She was hopeful that Ty would enjoy his time with her today, but only time would tell. Trotting forward her ears flicked around continuously keeping tabs of where Ty was as they moved into unmarked territory. She moved along with confidence and pride, proud to be able to take one of her beautiful children with her. "I've been told that this territory has stunning color in the spring, What do you think Tyranis" her voice was gentle like always, her tail gently wagging to show her happiness. They say the trees explode in into vivid pink color with large blossoms covering so many spots in the trees. "Talk" & 'Think"

Tyranis He finally FINALLY got to be with his mother and nothing in the world could have made him happier. He trotted along beside his mother grinning from ear to ear and occasionally brushing up against her. He wondered if maybe she had gotten over his missing sisters and they could finally move on with their lives like he had. His sisters were nothing but a pain to begin with, when they had gone missing it had almost been a blessing to the Little Lightning Bolt, he thought that once they had been gotten rid of he could finally have more time alone with his mother and Bass, but instead their absence had driven Bass out of Abaven and caused his mother to grieve. They were gone and they had still managed to ruin things for him. He and his mother wandered through the nook, Tyranis chasing flower buds as they fell around them from the flourishing trees. His mother asked him what he thought about the trees and for a moment he had forgotten that she couldn’t experience the Nook like he could. “It’s amazing!” He piped excitedly. “There’s flowers everywhere mommy! There’s so many, everything else looks pink- Even you!” He giggled, trying to explain as best as he could how the light shining through the buds casted a rosy shade of pink on every corner of the nook and in particular off his mother’s white coat. He opened his mouth to say more but was interrupted by a heavy sneeze that all but knocked him off his feet. “My nose is itchy.” He muttered, rubbing the tip of his muzzle with his wrist. Speech

Her ears constantly moved around on her head, keeping track of his movements as she moved forward. The sound of his paws drumming the earth as he chased things warmed her heart and reminded her how much fun it was to be a pup. She remembered back when she was vary young and had her sight at the time, things she had seen. The world was amazing, but with years without sight she had forgotten how beautiful the world around her could be. She would not change her life at all, but lately she had been regretting the fact she had been moping around. Her children still needed her and they had so much to learn to be able to survive on their own. Her remaining children has so much room to grow and it was endless as far as what they could become in their adult years. He was so happy, excitement bursting through every word he spoke making her tail wag in happiness. His giggle made her laugh along with him a bright smile on her lips. She was glad that he wanted to come with her, to spend time with her. She wanted to be sure he knew how much she loved him and how she would always be there for him no matter what. His sudden sneeze drew her attention and she moved over to him. She was sure the pollen here was vary high and with his size he was probably getting a nose full with each step. "Flowers will do that dear it sometimes makes your nose itchy and sometimes even your eyes water." she said before giving him a light bump on the shoulder with her nose. "Talk" & 'Think"

As he approached his first year Tyranis nearly stood at shoulder height with his mother, his legs had grown long and gangly compared to the rest of his body but his fur had grown in plush and soft like his mothers. Although it was likely he would never meet the beast that had fathered him the question of who the man was exactly had rattled around in The Lightning Bolt’s mind for some time. He knew a male had played some part in his creation, but how and why were a mystery, he knew that Bass was a father but wasn’t his exactly. Why Bass had insisted that they needed a father but was just as insistent that he wasn’t theirs was also a mystery. “Mommy, what’s a father?” He asked suddenly and as simply as one would ask about the weather and then went on frolicking through the blooming flowers as he waited for his mother to answer. It was a question that as far as he knew had never been brought up to their mother before or if it had he had been absent for the lesson for whatever reason. The fact that Corentine might have been the only one to receive the lesson made him momentarily angry but he thought that Cloud might have been there made his sister- for a time- innocent. Speaking Thinking You

She moved forward lowering her nose to the ground in search of the herb she had some looking for. She needed to keep her herb stock up, even though she had a decent stock as is. The pack hadn't seemed to need it which meant she still had plenty left over. So why did she even need to go herb hunting? Well she needed to get out and wanted to enjoy the nice weather with Ty. She wanted some more one on one time with her kids to hopefully help them learn things. Even if none of them wanted to pick up healing she would do her best to pass whatever knowledge she had to them. Ty's question only surprised her slightly. She had prepared herself from the day she knew she was pregnant up until now. She story of how they were created was no a pretty one and she would spare the uglier details, but her children had a right to know. She wouldn't lie to them, she couldn't lie to them. She was surprised the question hadn't been asked sooner then today. Lifting her head she turned back to her son moving closer to him. She then sat down and smiled lightly at him. "A father in most normal cases is a wolf who helped me create you. Without him you would have never come to be," She said. He was still young so she felt she didn't need to explain things in every bit of detail. "Talk" & 'Think"

He cocked his head to the side, his still-too-big ears floddping slightly against his skull. “So…Who’s my father?” He asked, all his attention on his mother now. “It’s not Bass right?” He muttered, suddenly feeling his heart begin to race. “Bass always said he was like a father but…” He trailed off. He knew of Bass’s children his real children and the shivering cowards that they were. After heh had become disenchanted by Bass’s own weakness he had begun to see the resemblance in his children as well. Lark was too much of a coward to lead and Sparrow was in his mind nothing but a freak. The best thing Bass could have done for Abaven would have been to make him Erede the day he swore he would be Abaven’s leader but the old fool couldn’t have bothered. He waited for an answer with wide eyes afraid that his mother might reveal that he was in fact the old leader’s child and was doomed to mediocrity like the rest of his apparent lineage. "Talk"  Thought "You"