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I apologise in advance in case it doesn't make sense, it has been proof read, but it's late here XD
Soran had assumed that when she came upon her family there would, at best, be awkward greetings, with stiff voices and awkward gestures. At worst the dark lady had expected her family, those she needed most, to turn their backs on her, to tell her outright that she no longer deserved to be around them, she wasn't wanted anymore. She expected that, she felt she deserved it, she had abandoned her brood twice now, and there was no definite proof to stay that she would stick around this time, other than her gut feeling that she needed to be here, but she couldn't show them that... it was after all a feeling. Soran knew that she would be unable to bear it if her family did not want her back, then she would slink away into the shadows, she had come to realise when she had left to "find herself" that the only place that she had ever truly been herself was when she had been here, in Bleeding Souls, with her loved ones around her. She needed these lands, these wolves, her family and friends, without them she was a pointless entity... she was nothing. These were the things that made her whole.
Of all the reactions that Soran had been expecting, the one she received from little Naniko was not one of them. The shouted cheery greeting, the racing towards her, the hug that Soran wasn't ready for, for a moment the ebony lady was sure that she was asleep and dreaming, had it not been for her spate of bizarre nightmares recently she would have, but this was far too happy a dream for it to be one of hers. Suddenly the jade eyed lady found her limbs again and threw her arms around her daughter-in-law, drawing her in for a warm hug, happy to accept and return any affection she got from any member of what she considered to be her family. Finally she let the younger fae go, unable to move the smile from her dark lips, this was much, much better than she had hoped for, to have such a warm greeting.
"My darling girl! How have you been?" Soran said, suddenly desperate to know how Conri, Dhalia and Khaden were as well, but those queries could all be answered in good time, the pale fea before her was her focus at the moment.
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