Phantom Hollow as the land relinquished her ghost

she pulls her muzzle from the prey at her feet when the distinct prickle of intuition runs down her spine; she is ever more cautious when eating someone else's prey. there passed a moment, two, in which nothing but the quiet symphony of the night played to her ears, and then he slunk from the shadows, strange and cold and entirely familiar. she watches cooly as he steps from the shadows in which he loves to slink, and finds him entirely different from when she'd seen him last. he has grown completely into his adult frame, and rests comfortably at a height a few inches taller than her own.  "aries." her gaze pulls back up to his face, impassive. 

she wondered, now and again, how disappointment must plague Olive to know that her first litter had produced wolves such as herself and Aries. she did not think her mother capable of it, in truth, but wondered idly when last she'd seen her firstborn son. "are you still slinking after that woman and her people?"  she referred, of course, to Nyx and the other Melonii. She'd no idea what had happened to them after the fall of the wood, and frankly didn't care unless they should come to threaten Maegi's claim - while she would not join them, she would fight on their side should it ever come to it, knowing she could not stand by and allow the girl and her siblings to be ousted, the wood sink back to what it was.