Northstar Vale inevitable

When? was the initial question from her leader and Meadow gave a soft hun, considering. The lead up had been coming, she assumed, from the moment the man had kept stubbornly appearing in her life. She had simply thought the idea impossible at the time. 

Now, she wanted to be optimistic. And yet here she stood, waiting for the other ball to drop. 

For something to happen. 

Reyson, after all, would be going to another pack for a term to prove his worth to Mereo. They hadn’t discussed much further after that. 

Very recently, she offered quietly, though her brows arched in immediate surprise at the next question. We’ve never discussed any of the… logistics yet, she hushed, her throat tightening. I don’t think… It’ll last. He’ll lose interest, she wanted to say, but caught herself. I don’t plan to rush anything.