Soran was still in shock as she looked at the pale female. All of a sudden she was transported back in time, so many years ago, to Syemv, when the pair had been young and so vibrant, so full of energy, so much time had passed between then and now, but still here they were, and her pale angel was still as vibrant as she had been, still made the area around her seem monochrome in comparison to her glow, she was still a star hanging in the inky sky. The fae was still lost in her thoughts, thinking on the Syemv house, thinking of the day the pair had met, how they had fought so viciously, how things had changed, how they had changed over the course of time. Once Deuce and Soran had been a pair of hellcats with short tempers, but time seemed to have taught them both patience and other values that had stood them in good stead for their further lives. How different it all was now. She could not help but think of these times, her recent conversation with Tal, who looked so like his mother, had stirred them within her, he had wanted to know if his mother's stories of her dark lover had been true, and so Soran had divulged tales that, although thought on much, had not passed her lips for what seemed an age. The pair had been sworn enemies once, but Soran had helped Deuce give birth to Deirdre, her pale daughter, and that had formed a friendship between the pair, soon this had blossomed into love, the pair had been through so much together, joy, sorrow, loss, love, all had fallen into their paths as they crossed through life. The tall slender female smiled at the memories, the pair of them standing in the kitchen once they realised that they were beginning to fall in love, just clinging to one another. They had been so happy once, before she had left her, before Deuce had been ordered from the pack by Akumu, once she had realised that she had once been suicidal, it had broken the sable female's heart, and it had had it's final shattering when she realised that the pale female had no intention of asking her to come with her, stealing away into the night, leaving only a note in it's place, she had known that the dark girl would have followed her to the end of the earth, through perils and hardships, and still she had left her, that had been the true shattering of the female's heart.

Then of course had come Erik, Soran had managed to free Deuce from his grip, but it had been too late, Deuce had left her for Lucifer and broken her heart all over again. It seemed to the sable lady that she was never meant to be with this pale lady with the bi-coloured eyes, perhaps they were destined to forever love one another but never manage to have any more than the tiny fleeting moments of happiness that they had already been allowed. But the sudden appearance of the alabaster female changed her mind on this, but all of a sudden her heart was broken in two, torn between wanting to fan the flames of her blossoming love with Charm and the other half wanting to throw herself into Deuce's arms and never let her go again. The female spoke, as always it sent a ripple of joy through the female as she did so, the familiar lilt sounding like an angel crying with joy, Soran had always thought of it like that, her heart began to beat a little faster as she looked at the pale female, she was still drinking her in, committing every line of her face to memory. She had to do this either way, whether or not she allowed Deuce to stay with her once again, the ebony female could not bear to feel that she was betraying Charm though, but still she could not tear her eyes away from Deuce, nor her heart. She felt the female's pale lips upon her hand and a second wave of joy surged through her chest, threatening to burst out of her in a joyful cry. The jet female was able to contain herself though, simply moving closer and wrapping her long arms around Deuce, breathing in her soft scent deeply, clinging to her just for a moment, finally, after her moment of weakness, she managed to compose herself and pulled away, leaving her hand clasped around Deuce's though, not being able to bear not being connected to her in some way, despite the fact that she had thought she was falling for Charm before this sudden turn in events. Finally she managed to find control of her mouth again, all the moisture seemed to have gone from it when she had set eyes on Deuce, her throat had seemed too small, but finally she found herself able to speak.
Yes, yes, I can see that, welcome home. She replied with a chuckle, had she been able to cry tears would have been brimming in her eyes by now, tears of joy mixed with confusion, the truth was Deuce had broken her heart more times than she cared to think about, but in that moment, opening the door and seeing her there, in that moment all was forgiven. She could barely think straight, she simply stepped back into her room, using her spare arm to gesture into it, do come in, I am sure we have much to speak about. The female added, her heart swelling in her chest, at least that was how it felt, she reached up and rubbed at her eye, there were of course no tears there to wipe away, but it was a trait that she had picked up from reading so many books, they rubbed their eyes when they were extremely happy after all. They also did this when they were extremely sad, but that was far from how she felt now.

The sable female accepted her former pale mate's hug gratefully, clinging to her, wrapping her arms around her tightly, breathing her scent in deeply, it had changed over time, but beneath that she still smelt the same, the same wonderful earthy smell that she had had all those years ago, when they had first fallen in love with her. The hug was over too quickly for the sable female, although she tried not to show it, tried not to feel it if she were honest, she didn't want to move too quickly with Deuce, she had hurt her so badly in the past, of course Soran had forgiven her for this, but she was still feeling cautious. She did not want to fall back into their old ways for Deuce to simply leave her once again, that would more than likely be the end of her, it would be too terrible to bear. Also she had Charm to think of, the first flutterings of romance were blossoming between them, she was unsure what to do with them now, before she had been very keen to explore them, but now she was a mix of confusion. She looked at her former mate as she began to speak, so much had happened to her, she too had been through hell, so much had happened int he pair's lives. The female nodded as Deuce spoke of her time with Haku and the like, she knew some of this already, Tal had briefly mentioned it to her when she had met him on the borders of Cercatori D'Arte, the pair had had a lovely conversation, Tal was a wonderful young male, the tall female thought that Deuce should be more than proud of him. She watched the female as she spoke, green gaze roving over the pale female, taking in the changes that time had given her, there were more scars on her than the last time they had seen one another, they had both aged, Soran herself having a few silver hairs beginning to spring up around her facial scar, they had both changed, but in that moment they were simply the same young wolves that they had been on those nights in the Syemv house, for a moment they could pretend that nothing had changed. At the mention of Lucifer the sable female's ears folded flat against her skull, it was an involuntary reaction, she loathed the male, after speaking to Tal and hearing how he had treated poor Noah, after meeting Noah at the borders of Ichika Ho-en. Even the sound of his name made the fury boil within her, how dare her steal her former mate away from her and then treat their children badly, children that bore Deuce's blood. She hated him for that, she was about to tell Deuce what he had done, but it seemed her pale mate already knew.

The sable female listened as the female spoke of how her youngest pups had been eaten, she let out a small cry of sorrow for the poor female, wrapping her arms around the pale woman, hugging her closely, she could not imagine how terrible it must have been to watch her children die and then be eaten, it must have been awful. She held her tightly, wanting to hold her close and protect her from all of the evils of the world, just has she had always done. The female then explained how she had come here, the female nodded.
That is much like myself then, when I left I met a male named Pavle, Pavle Itzal, he was a good friend, we had a moment, a night together and then we parted ways, I discovered I was pregnant long after he had gone. I ended up having four pups, Rain, Florence, Flavian and Kiwi, I hope they arrive here so that you might meet them. I lived in a pack for a while, a female named Dayna was the alphess, she took me in, we were mated for a while, though what I had thought was love ended up becoming more of a sense of owing her something, responsibility. Once the pups were a year old I decided to come back here, my relationship with Dayna had broken down by this point, she wanted more pups, I tried to explain that I had my own children and now wanted nothing more than grandchildren, she did not understand and it spilt us up. I felt a longing for this place, I missed it here, I was curious about Khaden and Dhalia, I wondered if they might have come here and I wanted to see my grandchildren again. So I returned, it turns out that Naniko has become a drug addict, and was thrown out of the pack after a child got into her drugs, she almost killed the girl with her carelessness. I do not know what to do about her, but it also seems that I have become a great grandmother in my absence, which is wonderful, there are a lot of bridges to rebuild though, between them Naniko and Conri have created a wide gulf in this family and Mati and Haven barely remember me, it is hard, but I hope one day they shall see me as their grandmother once again. Soran said, looking at the pale female and smiling weakly, she was finding it so difficult to know that her family were so close and yet they had never seemed further away from her, it was horrendous but she hoped that soon it would all be over, that they could form some semblence of a relationship.

Then the pale lady said the words that made Soran's heart skip, that she had missed her as well, that she had wished that she had never left, this mirrored what the ebony lady had always felt, she wished that Deuce had never left either, she had pined for her constantly ever since, even if she had not realised it before. She reached out and touched Deuce's face as she looked at her, taking a strand of the pale female's mane between her fingers, playing with it gently as she looked into the female's eyes.
I have missed you so as well Deuce, but I do not know what to do, my heart is torn, I... I met someone, her name is Charm, nothing has happened between us, but I think that she might have developed deep feelings for me, I feel an attraction to her as well. But now, being here, seeing you, it has changed everything, I thought you were never coming back, you being here throws everything into question. I have missed you so much as well, I have always loved you, I will always love you, seeing you here now makes me know that much for sure." She said in reply, she could not help but be honest with the pale female, being dishonest would only leave to trouble. Slowly she moved closer to her former mate, stroking her cheek with one hand gently.
"I have missed you so Deuce." The female whispered, her face close to the pale female's, perhaps dangerously so, behaving this way would not help her confusion.

The ebony pelted female listened as the fae spoke, the love she felt for the pale female refusing to stop its rising in the sable female's chest, she could not help it, she had missed the pale girl so much, she had pined for her, there had been many lonely nights when she had been laying beneath the stars, watching the sky, wishing that her pale lady was there. Even when she had been laying there with Dayna, she could not help but miss the female, she longed for her. It was amusing in a sense, the females had been at one another's throats when they had first met, how different it could have been if fate had played a different role; but it was true that the pair seemed to have been made for one another, they fitted together like a pair of pieces in a jigsaw puzzle, two halves of a whole. When they had been so cruel to one another, when they had fought they had been vicious and then in what was in truth such a short time they had laid in one anothers arms, cuddling close together, confessing their love for one another. Some how they had been through all the trials and tribulations that they had faced and come out of the other side being better wolves, perhaps it was now time for them to try again, they had grown so much. The dark female looked at her pale angel, mesmorised by her, she could not help it, she could still barely believe that the female with the bi-coloured eyes was really here, after all of her wishing, all of her longing, it seemed that finally the universe was giving her something that she wanted. There had been many times when things had gone badly wrong for the sable female, when the happiness that she had felt seemed to only exist in order to make the sorrow far more poignant when it had come along; it seemed that fate only chose to give the sable lady good things, good feelings in order to take them away again, usually as swiftly as they had arrived. She was so close to the pale female, their faces were almost touching, she looked deep into the female's bi-coloured eyes, she wanted to kiss her so badly, wanted to feel her lips against the pale female's own, as they had done in the past, for a moment she wanted to pretend that they were young again, that nothing had happened, that they were how they had been when they had first met.

Her pale angel kissed her, the longing began to billow up in Soran's chest once again as she returned the kiss, leaning against the pale female, her jade eyes closing in the momentary bliss that the kiss afforded. It was over too soon, Soran hestitated for a moment, moving to lean in again, wanting more, but managing to keep her restraint. The female began to speak and the jet female listened intently, her ears swivelling to catch every word that fell from her former mate's lips, wanting to drink in every sound that she made, each one was precious to her, she could not help but feel the adoration that she had once felt for the alabaster female. The female's words were so wonderful, it made the choice for Soran even more difficult, one half of her heart was screaming for her to take Deuce in her arms, to kiss her and hold her, to never, ever let her go again, one half was trying to calm her, trying to keep rational, thinking of Charm. That part seemed to be losing the battle at this moment, there was something about the pull of the snowy matriarch, there was an allure that Soran could not deny. They had been playing a cat and mouse chase with one another for so long now, their on again off again relationship being a central part of their lives. Somuch had happened to the pair of them, they had been through so much, they had left, found other partners, had other pups, but they had always found one another again, even after the fire, the destruction of their home land, they had always managed to find one another, their pull was something magnetic, something neither of them could control it would seem. Deuce kissed Soran again and her heart leapt, she leant in again, putting her arms around the pale female, cuddling her as she kissed her gently. Oh how she had missed her. The pale female spoke again and the lady's heart skipped, hearing that Deuce would always love her, this was something that was matched within the lady's dark self, she would always love this pale female, this was something that she could not deny, if it was indeed the truth that a wolf only got one true, pure love in their lifetime then surely Deuce was Soran's. The female spoke about them being how that had been long ago, promising that she would not leave again and a smile crossed the sable female's dark lips; she herself had played the same fantasy, the same day dream over and over in her mind, countless times, the idea that they might again be a pair, that they might sleep together in the same bed again, to spend their days together, to live out the rest of their lives in one another's arms. That had been something that Soran had longed for for so long. She leant in and kissed Deuce again, her lips meeting the pale female's own tenderly. She clung to the pale female for a moment, before moving to lay on the bed, pulling Deuce to her, trying to get her to rest her head upon her dark chest, wrapping an arm around her gently.
I cannot say how long I have been thinking the same thing, how long I too have been missing you, dreaming that we might be how we used to be. I will always love you, but I need you to swear to me that you will never leave again. My heart could not bear the sorrow if I were to lose you again, you are the yang to my yin my darling, we are two halves of the same whole. I have missed you so. The dark female replied, moving to stroke Deuce's cheek gently, losing herself in the moment for a short time, just being blissfully happy having Deuce close to her. She moved and licked Deuce's cheek gently as they lay there together.