The Heartwood the time is near. be warned.

Crystals fell from her lavender eyes as near death, her mind had raced through the memories Soleil held. She was a simple child between two, and the only survivor of an unfortunate litter of stillborns. What was worse the birth had taken her dearest mother, a woman that she would never meet, only stories to be shared by her dear Papa. Oh how she adored her father.

She could feel the waters dripping down further as the woman thought about him. He tried his best, but no man could provide milk. He left her at her mothers maiden Pack, an unloving group of wolves. They never shared the warmth she desired, nor' the care of watching her as Soleil would wander away. They gave her food and water, a place to live.. But not the family, to this day she so craved. She sought for so long and thought to found.. Especially when her dear Papa had passed.

She should be thankful how careless the pack was, if it wasn't she wouldn't have met him. The warmth and love was all there, he never abandoned her, only tried to save. But, he was gone. He was an old man, weak and frail, couldn't hunt for himself.. How she wished to see it sooner, how she regretted not saying 'I love you,' one more time. 

Maybe soon, she may see him.

But no!

Soleil wished to live! 

She wished to live the dream of a family! She wanted a husband, kids, and a loving pack! How she had it all- but all to be taken away.

Her limps tangled, and so she fell with a horror upon her soften features...