So she hadn't made the best decisions over the past season, but hey, she was alive and her pups were doing well for the most part, and Rou had patched her up well enough that she was on the mend. The right side of her hip and and inner leg would likely scar, and she wasn't yet sure if she'd have a permanent limp what with everything bandaged up, but she was hopeful. Rou had ordered her to bed rest until she gave the okay in an effort to avoid aggravating the injuries or making them worse, and because of that, she had been missing out on time with her pups as they ventured out to explore. Except for Amethyst, of course, who remained in Rou's den for observation. Her smallest daughter had been ill from the start, and Rou was doing everything she could to make sure she wouldn't fall into further decline or worse...

Sighing, Medusa had finally been given the okay to go no further than just outside the Gorge for some light exercise so that her leg didn't stiffen up too much. While she worried over her child, she sorely missed spending time with her mate. Curiosity often killed the cat, and it was her curiosity that had almost killed her. Erebos hadn't been happy about it, but it's not like she had done it on purpose. She was a survivor, always had been and always would be. She wasn't afraid of the world. Still, she sat there as she pondered her future for once.

Speech ─ Think

he hadn't been in the pack for some time now after his official depart. yet often around night, Érebos checked in with his children. the dunamis were growing and the changes were in demand. everyone knew his face, who he was now. he was seen on multiple occasions with his wife who now had been the mother of his first litter. the puppies; some were strong but mostly all of them mutated in some way or another. his elders would've been ashamed. and he knew that.

but the beauty was Érebos was not in the facet he came from, but the way he transformed it. how was it a patriarchal family now held enyo, his sister, in such high regard plus power? things changed. and in his heart, they did too.

he smells her in the warmer air current. he cannot deny his excitement to see her but its fleeting-, his tail stiff by his hocks as he-, without a second thought, began his beeline to his mate. she was kept away from 'stressors' her umbra said, keeping Érebos away along with his shenanigans. but now? he knew what he wanted to say. "Medusa." his voice was poised, deep. hanging in the air like an unfinished sentence yet he doesn't say more as he sits just behind her. clean, groomed. as if his internal hadn't shattered all this time.


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The Insomnian Queen looked up at the sky with a sigh, the itch to go further and return to her duties a constant feeling. Not only that, but to go and run around with her pups, check on those that still remained in the pack, and of course, to see how her mate was doing. He was young, she was well aware of that. He had ambitions of his own of course, and she didn't know where his ambitions would take him beyond attempting to secure a pack of his own. Of course, she had no qualms about his ambitious side. As far as she could tell, everyone had some sort of ambition for something. She considered going to find him, to see how things were going since she'd been holed up and restricted so she could heal, but before she could, he would find her first.

Her ear flicked at the sound of her name and she turned around to find the larger male, her lips curling into a smile as her tail beat the ground for a moment before she stood and turned around, wincing a bit as her stiff leg ached with the movement. "Erebos! Medusa is happy to see him!"

"Speech"

Speech ─ Think

it had been far too long since he had alone time with his wife, a part of him resenting her companions for that. his own children were kept away from him, enduring through the constant shooing when he peaked in to check on them all. he sighed then, looking at her as she turned and chirped happily. it was as if nothing strained between them.. then again, erebos was sure she perhaps failed to perceive the situation and status of their marriage. Érebos was lonely and angry. so many questions had gone unanswered. but first, he needed to know how she was doing.

"you paw, how is it?" he had flash backs of that dreadful day. "don't strain yourself for me." he got up to close their distance before sitting again. his heavy salmon tongue then came to gently brush over her forehead had she allowed it. his first attempt to rekindle some familiarity between them. he hadn't had the luxury of touching her in weeks. after a few moments of it, he looked down at her with blue and brown eyes, somehow softer than before. "and how is amethyst?" he felt worried, guilty even.


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like the shining stars of the north, follow me to the pole

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