Hera

Hera felt rather useless now that she had no mate. She wouldn't be able to accept another mate. No for one At was her only lover and two she was old for a wolf. She was a good 10 years old. She yawned as she prowled the bounderies feeling that this was the only thing she was useful for.

Hazenti

The young wolfess, the daughter of Hera herself, saw her mother prowling. Sighing softly, Haze rose to her paws and began to pad towards her aging mother. Approaching stealthily, Haze soon was jogging beside Hera. "Mom...are you okay?" Hazenti questioned, her voice seeped with concern.

Hera

Hera continued prowling as he daughter came up to her. She listened to her.Yah, I'm fineShe slightly lied. She was fine in most aspects, but she was still at a loss. her tail carried above her back.

Hazenti

Hazenti stared at her mother, inwardly sighing. "You sure...?" Hazenti ventured, but her words were lost as she noticed her mother's tail held highly above her back, the banner of alphaism and pride. Hazenti offered a faint smile, her eyes glazed over with a slight sadness.

Hera

Hera nodded.Yah I'm sureShe spoke making to nuzzle her daughter. Though a tear rubbed off onto her daughter.

Hazenti

Haze tried to ignore her mother's tear, leaning slightly into Hera.

Hera

She yawned.I need to restShe spoke and moved toward the den site before dissapearing below it.