Even if it were all just beyond her control and out of her reach, Anu would never stop believing. Even when she looked within herself and all she saw was the darkness of despair she was never without hope. It was a flicker of light, and the smallest of candle flames. It brought warmth and guidance and the woman could always turn to it, no matter how immense the shadow grew. It was her way to light another wick, to set the blaze of hope in another.
Anu took in his name with a nod and a smile. The older wolf could see the darkness of insecurity and the shadow of anguish within his violet gaze. The loss was written on his face, deep in the soft cream hue of his cheeks and among the fiery brown he wore. He was Coli, but where she was blue and serene he held a blaze of passion in the red he had been given to wear from birth. His question was easy to answer, and with a shake of her head Anu looked to him. Silent for a moment, soft smile on her features. She tipped the candle, its small flame dancing the unknowing that shadowed their hearts.
“Go see her.” She said, her eyes smiling as her lips did as she lit his hope with her own.
“Go.” She commanded with confidence and without another word the woman began to walk. Her nose was to the wind, her ears forward to find the smallest notion of her voice. Anu knew the way, her paws traveling the trail too many times. She was ready to find the woman that was her home and begin anew.