Sionnach

SpoilerFound in the desert on 11/3/2022 at 9:20 pm.The wind was howling, snow settling in large drifts. Sionnach lay under a large pine, her pups resting against her side. Only one of them was hers, but she wouldn't tell them that. Three of the pups, she had found curled up in the snow, shivering in the cold. She had taken them in, allowed them to nurse at her side. She had been on her own, wandering the tundra, for some time. She had been expecting pups when she left, fleeing her former pack in hopes that some of them would survive. But they were weak, with only one surviving. Artach, she called him, naming him after the snowy wastes where he was born. He had a fox's pelt, the same fiery orange as her own, but even that seemed to be marked by white, as thought dusted with snow. She had been weak with hunger, and half mad with thirst, when she had seen the wolf. He had stood on the snowy hill, seeming to gaze into her soul. Almost unconsciously, she started to know things. It seemed as if she had always known, but.. She felt a new strength flood her limbs, warming her from nose to tail. As she turned, she spotted a flash of fur dart past. Without thinking, she lunged for it, grasping it in her powerful jaws. As the life bled from the rabbit, she found herself staring into its eyes, seized by a vision so powerful, she was unable to move. A great chain, the way of being. Wolves living, dying, and ascending to a new life in the stars. One wolf, leaping over a wall of fire, jumping for the sun.