The sound of Mabbit's strong call carried through the wind, causing her ears to perk up. He was calling a meeting. A smile spread across her lips, feeling herself warm up at his sound. Her darling. She could feel her heart racing wildly at the noise, before she began to sprint through the trees, attempting to get back to their clearing. Weaving among the branches, she slowed down to a more 'Queen-like' walk before sliding into the clearing. Once her golden suns caught sight of her antler-adorned King, she grinned harder and hopped up onto the flat rock beside him. She gently nuzzled his cheek with her nose, greeting him with soft words. With a still worried expression on her face, she turned and looked at Evangeline, who she hadn't seen in some time.
She had missed her boy. Or should she say man? Well, either way she missed him. Mabbit, her King. It'd been a bit since she'd seen him, but honestly trying to keep her boys in line in time for the Royal Weddings was going to take a lot of work. She'd been trying to get a council with Lucaya herself to attempt to get some kind of planning along. Deimus had managed to woo dear Yesimire, the neice of Lucaya. Her nephew, Helius, fell for her sister Wisteria. She was proud of those boys for holding their own and managing to succeed in creating alliances between all the packs. Amberbjorne and Dawnshire would always have an alliance as long as Kraots was King, unless some sibling rivalry arose - Themis couldn't forsee that happening. Worry still gripped her heart though - what if Deimus messed this up? It really showed her confidence in her son thinking like that, but it was a rational fear. What he and Phobus had been through, god she felt horrible still. They deserved a better childhood than what Themis could give them. Unfortunately, life deals bad cards sometimes..
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