Reawakening

A sheepish howl fell from Acacia's lips. It had been long since she last found herself in a pack, and considering she never learned the proper tone of communication, she figured she'd have to teach herself. Her late mate had the tendency to call her tone-deaf, which she didn't think he should have the right to do considering that he'd grown up with a family. He'd already learned these things.

She paused for a moment and looked down at the puddle before her. It was shallow, but had just enough water for her to see her rejuvenated reflection. Her dull fur and eyes now had a twinge of light to them, and she liked it. It reminded her of the old days.

She tilted her head once more and slowly released a smooth note, only loud enough for her to hear. "For you, mom."