Emberflame Ridge We're Off To See The Wizard, The Wonderful Wizard Of- No!

Harlyn had always been interested to know more about her extended family through Mordecai. Charon was one of those she knew more about for the fact that he lived nearby, and so she felt a flare of excitement at the news the stranger had to share. In spite of the lingering melancholy at admitting to another that she was missing her mate, a smile stretched across her muzzle as her tail began to wave gently.

"That is exciting news. My congratulations to the couple, and to your pack," the druid said with a dip of her muzzle, "Do you have any idea how far along the mother is?" Harlyn had never met Charon, but the idea of paying him a visit brought warmth to her heart. After all, she was an Ostrega now and had borne a future generation of Ostregas herself. Even if Mordecai never returned, it would not change who she had become.