Silvertip Mountain A new phase.

Odette looked up just in time to see her Father smile at her Mother.  It was a very blurry image image, and even though the pup could just barely make it the image out, she saw it.  She didn’t know what the motion meant, but one day she would.  One day she would understand how much that her Father had loved her, Stoic, Solemn, Adeline and her Mother.  She then watched the white wolf turn to leave.  She could feel the vibrations of her Father's pawsteps as he left the den.  It was very  soothing in a way.  Almost like a soft, sweet and calm lullaby.  With wide eyes she watched her Father leave.  A low whine escaped her throat: Don’t leave yet Daddy.  Was what the whine would most closely translate to.  Then he was gone, almost as quickly as he had come.

She didn’t know at the time, but this would be the last time she ever saw her Father.  Alive.