that moment

Foxglove Monroe · 01-30-2012, 11:40 AM

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The gypsy hybrid was sorry that she did not know Eclipse’s father, particularly because she said that he had been the leader, and she thought that perhaps she should have met the leader during the first few months of her life. Her mother had never been social with her pack mates, as far as the girl knew, and so she had not been, either. It had simply been her mother and Pippa, for a brief time, and her two sisters. If Conor had also been the type who did not go out of his way to be social, it made sense to Foxglove that she would not know the former alpha. Lolita had gone to tell him that they were leaving, but Foxglove did not remember ever meeting Conor Soul. Perhaps she had, but it was not an occasion she remembered at all, and so she had nothing that she could tell the earthen female about the man who had once led Dahlia de Mai. For a moment, she considered asking if he had made the journey to Ichika with his daughter and the rest of the pack, but the way that Eclipse spoke of him made her hesitate and reconsider whether or not that was the best idea. The younger girl seemed to be speaking in the past tense, and so it did not seem like it was something that she should press for information on.

Foxglove’s own father had been absent in her life, but that was nothing that she could blame on him. For the first month, he had not even known that she and her sisters existed. After that, the tribal hybrid had to admit that her mother had done what she could to keep them to herself, and then once they had left, they had traveled too far for Niro to come visit. Upon her return, Foxglove had waited a long time before going to see him, and it had been a sad visit because of Magnolia’s absence. When the tribe’s tyrannical leader had ordered her to be imprisoned, her father had been involved in the efforts to rescue her, but truly she could only think of then as her memories of her father. They had never gotten to know each other, and perhaps the fault lay with both of them. Now, the mohawked man was no longer a member of the kingdom and the gypsy girl did not know where he had gone off to with his mate and their son. Unless he were to return with his Courtier family, she would never have the chance to know her father, and so she thought it was possible that she could relate to Eclipse on that level, even if she knew no details of the Ichikan wolf’s relationship with her own father, who seemed to also be absent from her life.

The response from Eclipse did not come immediately, and Foxglove thought it seemed as if she was thinking seriously about the question. If she was right… It was such a long time ago, and she wondered if Eclipse would even recall the time she had trespassed on tribe lands and had been found by the young, new hybrid scout, just fresh to the tribe. It was a day that Foxglove herself hardly remembered; it was the scent on the air and the peculiar color of the girl’s eyes that made her believe that she was right, and perhaps she was simply confusing Eclipse with someone else, for she had been through such terrible ordeals that maybe, just maybe, she was losing her mind, blending times together where they did not belong. Her mother had not been the most sane woman, and perhaps she had passed that along to Foxglove, as well as her appearance and her affliction. It was not a far stretch to think that may be true, though she hoped it was not.

Oh, but she was not wrong! Her eyes widened as Eclipse admitted to trespassing, though she specified that she was young and it had been an accident. Foxglove had not been thinking that it had been intentional and she had not meant it to sound accusatory. She nearly bounced up and down in her seat, a smile spreading over her petite, dog-like muzzle. She had known that there had been something so familiar about the Ichikan, but she had not immediately placed it. After realizing that they had been born of the same pack, she had assumed it was that, but only until she had finally come to realize that she had seen those eyes before. They had been strikingly beautiful, even for a small pup, and Foxglove could not deny that they were still just as lovely, now that the wolf was older and could take the shape that most here seemed to prefer.

“That was me,” she breathed excitedly in her wispy, dreamy tones. “I was the one who found you, when I was out scouting! I was only new to the tribe, before everything happened.” Her voice was hardly more than a whisper, for she always found it difficult to speak in louder tones after her imprisonment and weeks – or was it months? – of silence while she had been locked away in the cabin, but the gypsy girl was visibly excited. Finding that tie, the relationship that they already had but did not know of, excited her greatly, bringing a sense of belonging to the girl. No longer did she feel strange sitting by Eclipse’s fire. It was as if they were old friends now, even if they had only met once and it had only been a quiet escort out of the lands. It was not a close bond, but it was something that she felt pulled them together, and so she was excited by it. She looked hopefully at Eclipse, wondering if the earthen-toned female would be as excited about it as she was. For the gypsy girl who had been broken by the tribe, finding someone she could relate to was important, a big event for her.

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