It had been quite some time since Lachesis had visited the lands of Southern Eden and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t miss them. There was an abundance of memories that were tied to lands south of the expanse; memories of his former life. So much had happened since he had arrived in the Lore alongside his blue-eyed companion — he only wished that she was still around to see how far he had come. He did not know where she had disappeared to after her brief return; he wasn’t even sure he cared anymore. As much as XIX missed her, he did not have time to pine after someone who wasn’t coming back.
A frown creased his snout at her question, her curiosity evident as she spoke of her mother’s pregnant state. “Unfortunately we discovered an untrustworthy wolf within our ranks, who was plotting on forming a pack in the forest we already called home.” He paused, brows knitted together as his chartreuse gaze focused on the smudge. “Your father decided leaving Cut Rock behind was the best option, especially with you and your sister on the way. He did not want to put any unnecessary stress on your mother.” As pleasant as the forest of Cedarwood had been, it was no longer home with the arrival of the Grizzly Hollow wolves. Staying in Southern Eden could have endangered the future of Maksim’s children; moving had been the only viable option.
stick with those who stick with you