The sable mother felt guilty, she had not seen the young silver male for a long time, far longer than she would have wanted. The ebony matriarch was usually trying to tie her family together, Deuce's family was included in that, she loved them as dearly as if they were her own children, her love for Deuce making it so in her heart and mind, even if they did not reciprocate that feeling. She had been neglectful of the silver male that loved so far north though, that was how she had felt, she had been so busy with Crimson Dreams recently though, the war had taken a heavy toll on herself and her pack mates, she had been so busy looking after her pack, her extended family that she had not managed to find a spare moment to travel the long distance to see her family that lived here. But she was rectifying that now, she had travelled the long distance to come and see the three legged male that she had found herself so fond of, his father had been an evil male, a horrid creature and Noah was so different from him, somehow he had managed to fight the hardship that he had been under, he had become a good soul and Soran could not help but be proud of him for that. He seemed to have defeated and internal and external demons that might have been chasing him. He was stronger than he seemed to be, she was sure of that, she knew that he would have coped with being without his family, he was a member of a good pack and she was sure that he would be fine. She could not help but feel concerned that he was taking so long to reply though, was he still here? Was everything alright? But there it was, a small bark of reply, relief washed over the sable mother, perhaps everything was alright after all.
But there was something wrong it seemed, the silvery male came into view, he seemed different somehow, there was something that had changed within him. There did not seem to be any recognition in his eyes as he looked at her, in fact there seemed to be a glimmer of fear in his eyes, along with something odd, almost like he was not quite present anymore. He spoke and the familiar stutter warmed the sable female's heart, but he did not seem to know her, that worried her. He called her sweet cheeks, the fur on the back of her neck bristled as he spoke those words, they sounded wrong coming from him and the dark matriarch did not like the name, it was somewhat degrading when coming from someone that she considered to be her son. Her face was a mask of concern as she looked him over, there was something wrong here, something very wrong.
Noah? Do you not know me? It's me, Soran, we met a little while ago, I know your mother? Soran asked, her voice wobbling a little as the worry seemed to leap up and capture her throat.
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