For anyone reading this the powerplay is with Alexis's permission Soran had been a recluse for a long time, she had been contented with working alone, tidying the den when the others were out and going for patrols around the borders when they all came back to the den. She could not explain why, but for some reason the sable Beta just could not be around the other wolves, well not the ones that she did not know well; she of course would still curl around Deuce every evening, snuggling against her gently, licking her face softly, placing wolfish kisses on her lover's face, she accepted Holly, the little female that Deuce had taken under her wing and was happy to be polite to her, but she was keeping her distance. In fact Soran had been keeping her distance from all of the pack wolves, with the exception of three; Zalen, Titania and Deuce; Soran was happy to be polite and always greeted the others with a smile and a nod, but she did not stop to chat, there was something at the moment that being around the others that made the coal pelted female cringe, almost as if they were rubbing against injured skin, irritating some strange part within the ebony female. So today she was in the main part of the lands, alone, comfortable; it seemed that this phase was almost over though, there was a stirring in the dark female's chest now, a feeling of loneliness that was beginning to creep in, perhaps there would soon come a time when she would be happy to be around her pack mates again. But for now the sable matriarch was happy being alone, she was acting a little like a pup at the moment, she was laying on her back, all four paws in the air as she lay there. It had been a position that she had found comfortable when she had been suffering with the injury to her foreleg, this position took all the strain from the aching muscle and had allowed her to sleep comfortably, the leg was now fully healed, there was still some pain, but it only happened when she slipped, or jarred it. It was nice not to limp everywhere. Still Soran found the position comfortable and that was why she was laying in the bizarre pose now.
Soon enough the reverie that she had fallen into was broken, broken by a loud howl. The sable female's ears twitched, catching the melodic tone of someone at the borders, she rolled over, laying on her front now and her brow furrowed, she knew that voice, she most certainly knew it. The ebony female paused for a moment, attempting to place a face to the sound of the howl, soon enough she had it! It was Blind! A wide grin stretched across the Betess' dark lips and she was on her feet in an instant. Oh how wonderful it was to hear the voice of her adopted daughter once again, Soran had been quite concerned about her when she had left all of a sudden, she had worried about the dark female greatly, after all she loved her dearly, the idea that something might have happened to her was unbearable. Soran took off at a run, her long, lithe limbs moving her quickly across the lands to the borders, she kept sniffing the air as she ran, the scent of Blind was now unmistakable, it really was her! She really had come home to her mother! She was alright! This news was wonderful to the sable female, she sped up her running, breathing quickly as she bounded across the lands. Soon enough the familiar female with the bi-coloured eyes came into view. Soran let out a cry of delight as her eyes fell upon her. She did not slow down when she saw the younger female, instead she did not even bother to slow down or stop as she approached the borders, she pushed the young female over quickly, pinning her on her back. Soran stood over her, resting a paw on the female's shoulder lightly to keep her in place, she grinned down at the young girl and then pushed her face close to the young girl's quickly. This was not an act of aggression, no, even though she opened her mouth as she placed her face to Blind's it was no act of aggression, instead she began to shower her young daughter's face with wolfish kisses, licking her all over her face, her ears, her cheeks, the tip of her nose, letting out happy whines as she did so. Soon enough the older female had had her fill of mothering the younger girl and stepped off of her, her tail wagging furiously as she looked her over, moving to stand close to her, standing tall, dominant, but unable to contain her delight at seeing the younger girl.
"Blind! Blind my darling girl, it is so, so wonderful to see you once again. What are you doing here? Where have you been?" The sable female asked all in a rush, her tail still wagging violently as she grinned at the younger female.
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