11-04-2007, 07:30 AM
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[/html]sorry for delay. had a bad week.
Calypso was glad to hear about Fatin's litter, both for his mother's sake and Sofia's. It would be good for his daughter to be around puppies her own age; he had been worried that she wouldn't adapt properly socially otherwise. His thoughts undirected wandered back to Sofia's brothers; there had been four. Two had died to natural causes early on, but Tomas and Lukas had stuck around long enough to worm their ways securely into his heart. But now, along with so many that were important to him, they rested in his personal graveyard. And while they were dead, Calypso was alive. Sofia was alive. That was what mattered. He had to be able to touch the past without letting it consume him; he had to loosen his grip on it, not hold it with a fist clenched so tightly.
"I'm glad to hear that, congratulations to both you and Fatin." A smile. A genuine one, too, no matter the undercurrents of his mind. Calypso really was improving. "Did Mordulin leave for any particular reason?" Curiousity demanded he ask the questions. In his day he had seen the departure of many alphas, but Mordulin had always been a fixed factor in regards to Jaded Shadows. At one point it would have been hard to imagine the pack without her, but he had been gone so long that everything was fresh and new and anything seemed possible.
Calypso kept pace easily with Tayui as they walked, glancing back at Sofia every once in a while. She was able to keep up well enough: panting, but obstinately continuing to trot instead of simply requesting to be carried. She was still light enough that even though Daddy was a cripple he had absolutely no issue with carrying her.