misty hills and twilight
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The silver and gold lady took in the names but little more, she doubted she'd ever meet the children of her cousin and if she did they probably wouldn't care whatsoever of having any ties to the other side of the family. Having grown up in Inferni she could assume the teachings they'd received, but if they'd left the lands maybe there was hope still that the youth weren't so believing of the way of the clan. There was nothing the woman could off them either, no sercrets to the live of their father, their granddam or even their uncle. She was just a distant branch on their dark and gloomy tree. Now with life moving on perhaps they would meet oneday.. but she wouldn't bring up the connection.. it seemed there was a strong dislike for being a cozy family in their blood.

The names made her smile though, to know that atleast somehow the male who seemed to want nothing, no connections, no strings attached.. would have something worth leaving behind. "They're beautiful names.." she said, though she was unsure if the male had any part in naming the brood he'd sired. All the less, they were lovely names. There was a twing of curiousity to find the children and see if she could find any connection to their father.. but she gave up the thought before it ran too far. Instead she just breathed deeply, the scent of the woods all around as she turned her eyes away when he questioned her words.

She was silent a moment, the sadness of it all, of having lived so long and yet it all came down to the same thing, the same questions, the same answers.. somehow this night though he'd turned it about on her. Quietly she answered. "Did it ever matter?" She turned her sky orbs back to try and read his face, though she knew there was probably no reason to even try. She'd never been able to in the past and she wouldn't now or ever.

The soft call of cattle echoed from the edge of the pasture as Iskata's ears flicked towards the sound. A soft rustle as she rose to her paws and turned towards the direction of the packlands before sighing softly. She didn't want to return to the responsiblities or the questions she knew would be waiting for her but she would have to and now was better than later, the later she waited, the more time it gave them to build up a larger assortment of questions. "They'll be waiting for me.." she said softly. Who, she wasn't certain, Magdalena was watching the puppies, or had it been DaVinci.. it didn't matter anymore.

Suddenly she stopped and looked back to Laruku, "Jefferson.. spoke with me.." she said, almost thoughtful as a warped smile appeared on her maw. "Thank you." Laruku might not want the family he was connected to and Maluki might not remember them either.. but before she'd even realized who he was she'd become close to her nephew. She hadn't shared it with anyone til now who he once was but it was nice to know that the family still did exist and still resided in the lands. Knowing in someway was enough nowadays, better that they lived and resided than roamed with no knowledge of if life or death held them. Though Laruku was more a ghost now than ever.. atleast he lived.. atleast they all did.


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