It had been too long since she had seen her parents, her father in particular. Myth had seen her mother at the orchard and had promised that sooner or later she would turn her sites on their new home, well Myth had always planned on making good on that promise, it had just taken longer than she had planned. Now as mud colored paws carried her towards a familiar scent she could feel so much excitement bubbling up inside her. The last time she had neared the pack it had been to speak to Song after that fateful meeting.
The shame had driven her away from the pack and her family, and now a different shame drove her to seek them out. Could she tell them? Would they accept her despite her mistake? She was there, a clear border before her and the girl pushed down the fear and excitement, tipping her head back and calling for her family, for better or for worse she was here.
The world had fallen into a calm as of late, one that the Author was rather grateful for if he was entirely honest. It had meant however that Ludicael had gained as many members as it had lost, the pack surely could grow some more at least hear more news from the world beyond its borders, even from his family at the least though nothing at all would reach them.
Now however a call would break that silence that had fallen over the lands and Dutiron would swiftly move to answer it. No it wasn't simply that he wished to avoid leaving the visitor waiting but his own excitement drove him forwards with such an energy that the calm man so rarely showed. He knew that call very well though, the voice of his youngest daughter and he wouldn't waste any time in greeting her.
The brown girl would soon come into view and Dutiron would slow his steps as he came to a stop before his daughter a happy smile upon his face as his mismatched eyes gazed upon her. "Myth." He greeted softly, leaning forwards to nuzzle her.
The girl did not have to wait too long before an all too familiar figure approached her, and Myth's tail began to beat the air in excitement. It had been too long since the girl had seen her father and she was having a hard time containing her exuberance; hoping from paw to paw. The man stopped in front of her and Myth struggled to keep herself from rushing forwards and bowling him over. Then his voice was saying her name and the girl could fight it no longer. "Daddy!" Myth moved in to her father's embrace, pushing past the simple contact and pressing her small form into his.
Whispered words found their way onto her tongue and then past her lips to be uttered aloud. "I've come home."
It truly was wonderful to see Myth once more, it'd been too long since he'd seen her and upon arriving in Ludicael had been disappointed to find that both she and Story had managed to get separated from the family. Here she was before them now though and Dutiron was completely relieved to see she was ok. Perhaps there had been dramas though he cared not about them now glad to simply see that Myth was before him and well.
The icing on the cake would be her simple declaration that she was home. "Good." He commented simply, he had no qualms at all in her staying here, she was more than welcome to join her family once more. "Will you be staying this time?" He had to double check though he was somewhat fearful that the answer might be a no.
Gods above, the girl had nearly forgotten how comforting the contact of her parents were; thoughts briefly turned to a small dappled child, but she banished those thoughts. Soon, her parent's deserved to know but not right now; Myth was still much to confused about that all right now anyways.
Dutiron's simple affirmative sent a wave of relief flooding through the small Destruction and she pulled back ever so slightly to gaze up at the man, a shy smile playing at her lips. "That is the plan, yes." There was a slight hesitation to her words, though she had no real plans for leaving again, not this time.
There would probably never be a right time for the girl to tell her parents about the unknown grandchild somewhere out in the world, now especially was hardly the moment either, she had just come home and there was no need for any worries to be placed on the family with this joyful moment. Dutiron would happily remain oblivious to the news instead take comfort in his daughter's return. The family were coming together once more, slowly but surely. "Then welcome home." He would smile, choosing to ignore the hesitation. "Come, lets go find your mother. I'm sure she'll be happy to see you."
