Dragonfly Fen confidence - Printable Version

Kyna made an amused noise, watching as the pups seemed to try to work out what exactly they were supposed to do, now that everyone had found one another. The wolf’s tail swung in a low arc as she studied her newest siblings – three this time, her poor mother – before offering Aponi a low chuff, greeting, amused. “Revon, this is your grandmother, Aponi. And these are your aunts and uncle…”

She trailed off, realizing that she didn’t actually know the names of the newest siblings. It didn’t take long for the trio to break out into a game and the ginger leaned down, nudging her dark daughter to encourage some play. There were no agemates in Aurora Heights, so she hoped Revon would like them.

“You have your paws full,” she rumbled, eyes shifting back to her mother. “I hope your pack is helpful.”

Grandmother. She blinked, her fiery gaze fixated on the silver woman before her. And these wolves—her age-mates—were supposed to be her aunts and uncle? A frown cut across her scarlet maw. That didn’t make any sense. Weren’t they supposed to be older than her, like her auntie Iyes?

However, the girl did not have time to respond, as the male cub (her uncle???) stalked toward her and bumped his nose against hers. Tag! You’re it! Wait—what did that mean?! She turned to her mother, completely bewildered by this whole it business, but a different voice interjected. The agouti girl spoke next, declaring that the boy was it instead. Was… was she missing something? What did it mean to be it? She did not want her relatives to think she was uneducated so she leapt forward, her shoulder bumping gracefully into the tawny girl’s shoulder (Ayla) before she pranced away, distancing herself from her aunt. No you, she taunted in return, ignoring the conversation between her mother and grandmother, for boring adult talk did not interest her. Not today.

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The mother watched as the cubs launched into their typical behaviour. Corsair and Mabel led the way and Ayla followed along as normal but the silver wolf watched to see how her granddaughter would react. At first Aponi had to try and smother back a chuckle at the look of bewilderment on Revon’s face. Clearly tag was not a game that the child was acquainted with. But, the game wasn’t exactly hard and after a few blinks she got into it, chasing after her aunts and uncles.

It was Kyna’s comments that brought Aponi back to attention, that this whole meeting was not just about the children. Smiling softly, if a bit forced ”Corsair, Ayla and Mabel.” With each name she gestured towards the pup in question, or at least tried to with their constant running. Nodding a little the alpha gave the most polite non-committal answer she could, ”They’re helpful yes, but they still run as all ragged. Our numbers are still small.” Kyna and Aponi always related better as alphas than they did as mother and daughter.

Mabel had announced herself to the group with her loudest most imposing voice and yet nobody was paying attention. Corsair poked their, niece? And declared she was it before tumbling into Ayla who got mad and shoved him back and said her brother was it. Then Revon stepped forward and tagged Ayla again and said now she was it. Nobody was paying attention to her and they were playing it all wrong!

Brown eyes turned up to her mother ready to voice her displeasure but even the silver wolf wasn’t paying attention to them. This was all going horribly wrong. Anger bubbled up in her gut and threatened to bubble over but she tried to keep it down within her. She knew how upset her mother would be if she ruined this meeting with everybody and she didn’t want to be grounded again. Even worse would be the walk home if Kyna got mad, the queen would snap at her heels the whole way.

But if anybody even so much as bumped into Mabel they were going to get bit, and they were going to get bit hard.

“Mm. I understand. Loyalty is a difficult commodity to come by.”

It was not something she had appreciated as a yearling, had not appreciated when panic struck and she’d bolted from Oak Tree Bend. Now that wolves seemed to come and go like the wind, well, Kyna knew the hardships her mother must have faced. Winter was still far away, though. She could only hope that Aurora Heights would grow by then.

With one eye watching over the pups as they dashed and played in the forest, Kyna broke the silence again. “You are welcome in the Heights at any time. Your mate, your children too.”

Allies were allies, and family was family. That was all there was to it.