Cold winds
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Melisande looked up, to see the female nearby. She didn't recognize her to see her, and opened her mouth to introduce herself. But when she was about to speak, the scent hit her, one from long ago, a familiar scent, and one she'd never known how to feel about. She shut her mouth, hardly able to recall the femme's name, now. She searched for it, for a moment. The wolfess who had stolen her father away from her, and whom she'd known that her own mother had disliked. Did she dislike this shifted creature now? Could she really find it in her heart to feel the same way Colibri had? Now she thought of her mother, and the images brought only sadness. As a pup, she remembered her mother leaving, coming and going as she pleased. She would always love her, but she would never feel so close with her as she once had with her father. As much as she wanted to beleive everything her mother said... she couldn't help but trust her father.

"Konane?" The name came to her, suddenly, and she spoke it out loud. Then, instead of saying anything polite or meaningless, she asked the question as it came to her. She had to know the answer, she just had to know. "Does this mean my father came back too?" As much as it had broken her heart to know that he had gone, to have realized that he'd left knowingly without so much as a good-bye, Melisande's heart leapt at the mere thought of his return. She'd always hoped she would see him again, but she'd never dared to think about it until now.


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