The end of the war had marked very little for the silver-painted princess. Though her family members that had been captured had come back, and Anu as well, of course, her family had been broken up again by Jazper's decision to leave and start a pack. Her aunt was left without her mate and most of their children, or perhaps all of them (she was not close to any of them), had gone with him. Her father was even more reclusive than normal and Silvano was busy with his new mate, and it left Artemis feeling strangely out of place, as if nothing was right anymore.
Just as she had done nearly every day for the past nine months or so, Artemis went down to the lake that morning. She stepped out onto the ice with one paw, keeping the other three firmly on the ground as she tested the ice. It was too thin to walk on, definitely, and the young wolf sighed. She did not withdraw her paw from the ice as she looked around, finally spotting the male wolf across the lake a little ways. "Hello," she called out with a friendly smile. She recognized him from her brother's mateship ceremony, but she did not know his name or who he was.
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