Silver Creek Changes, changes

As the summer trundled on, old Shreya began to realise that her long-lasting decision to stay out of politics was not one that could last forever. The pack she gave her loyalty to was no longer big enough for that kind of thing. She could not simply stay out of it and linger in the middle of the territory, wise and aged as ever: she had to be more proactive. For Saena had had a turn and was gone, leaving behind one dead pup and two growing babes who now lacked either parent.

Shreya was a common enough visitor in Saena's den, but since the lost girl had become truly lost, she had fully moved in with her great grandchildren, @Laurel and @Indra. They would be raised by the pack, it was decided, but the more hours passed the more Shreya had distant thoughts of @Reek — their father. Her grandson.

Ah, there went another howl. Shreya, who'd had a fun few minutes of just letting the kids do what they wanted, got to her paws and nudged them along. Come on, pups, let's go and see Auntie Spring. We can have a play while we're there, she promised. Yep, Shreya was a grandparent, not a parent. She got love by giving them fun and candy.

When they reached their scarred leader, Shreya dipped her head to her, having accepted her as such. Confidence, Alpha, she advised quietly. For Spring had been very careful in her howl, covering herself and perhaps even backtracking in her claim to the title. She did not see Spring as standing strong just yet. But that would come.