The sable lady was quite enjoying being sat in the quiet, the only sound being the gentle soft music that she was playing, with the occasional twitter from the birds, they were calling back to the music from the flute, mistaking some of the notes for birds twittering in song to them. This was amusing Soran, the idea that in their little minds they thought that the silver tube was emitting friendly sounds, at least they were an appreciative audience after all. The quiet was disturbed by a howl, the jet pelted female instantly stopped playing, her green eyes narrowing, perhaps it was trouble, quickly she disassembled the flute, putting it back into her bag, removing the incredibly sharp knife from the bag, clutching it, she began to rise, slipping the bag over her shoulder, her ears flattening against her skull, she was nervous, with all that had happened in the lands, she could not afford to not be ready to defend her home at a moment's notice, she had not been really there when the attack had happened and both little Fia and Anu had been captured, she could not bear for that to happen again, what if this time it was Deuce? Or Charm? Or her bronze granddaughter, no she had to protect them, she had to protect her entire pack. At this moment she realised how silly she was being, the voice was familiar to her, and no invader would politely call for her by name to go and meet them. No, this was someone that she knew well, someone that she would consider a friend, it took her a moment of thought before she realised who it was, she knew that she knew the voice, and now she knew who it was, it was Tal, the male that in another lifetime might have been her son, the pale male with the bi-coloured eyes who reminded her so much of his mother. She smiled, knowing that he had come all of this way to see her warmed her heart, she was wanted and cared for by at least one wolf within these lands, this was enough to make her happy that she had returned, she had made the right descision. She carefully put the knife away, back into it's leather holster and into her canvas satchel, she would not be needing it, this call was one of a friend most certianly, she only needed the knife for those who would prove themselves to be enemies. Once the knife was away she moved swiftly towards the borders where the call had come from, trotting at a quick pace, brushing a loose strand of mane from her eyes as she walked.
Soon she could hear the soft singing of the male, this brought a smile to her lips, soon she came within sight of him, there he stood, he seemed very happy himself. She approached him and pulled him into a tight hug, clinging to him for a moment.
Hello my darling! How are you? Why have you come all of this way to see me? It is a wonderful surprise. She declared, breaking the hug and grinning at him, she was indeed very glad to see him. The sable Patrician wondered for a moment why he had come to see her, surely if he had known his mother was in the lands he would have called for her himself, rather than for the sable lady, especially if he had news worthy of coming all this way to see her. Perhaps her pale angel, her former mate had not been to see him yet? Yes that must be the case, a smile played across her lips again as she looked at him, this would be a wonderful surprise for him then, she was looking forward to seeing his face when his mother appeared over the horizon, the ebony female herself was enjoying having her back, although it had created an awkward choice for the female, one she still had not made, choosing between Deuce, the female who she had loved all this time, who she had always loved and Charm who was a potential new lover, something that could be allowed to blossom, this was a difficult choice for the sable lady, she knew that no matter how she chose someone would be hurt in the end, she didn't want to cause either of the marvellous ladies that had enetered her life any pain. She could not deny though that she loved the pale lady, she had learned to live with it a long time ago, assuming that she would always love her but that she would never be able to have the pale female, she had left and then ended up mated to Lucifer and then she had left again, it had always seemed to the jet patrician that they were destined to love one another but never be together, this had changed when the pale lady had appeared on her doorstep, on her birthday no less, this had given the female a spark of hope, the idea that someway, somehow, the pair might finally be able to be together and be happy, like they should have been destined to be from the start. She just hoped that this was not life's usual trick, giving her everything she wanted and making her happy, just to make the pain more potent when it was all taken away from her again.
It is good that you're here Tal; I have a surprise for you actually. The lady said with a grin, raising her dark head she let out a call, making sure not to mention Deuce's name as to keep the surprise a secret until the moment of the reveal. Her call simply stated that Tal was here, using his full name, knowing that her voice and Tal's name combined would more than likely bring her former mate running. She turned to the male and grinned, hopefully your surprise will be along very soon.
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