Say Hello, Uncle

Now that she'd had a little time to rest and recuperate, Asla thought that it was high time that Mortis met his niece and nephew. Leaving the pair of children nestled together in a thick, plush pile of furs, Asla went out of the den and released a low call for her giant, winged sibling. She then waited outside of the den, absorbing a bit of the summer sun.

There was a long road ahead for the Fatalis woman and her children. They would grow and turn into little wolves and eventually into adults. What would they be like? She could mold them and point them in the directions that she believed they should go, but ultimately they would decide who they were. It was exciting to think about who they might become. She couldn't wait to find out.

"Aslatiel Fatalis"