Northstar Vale Psémata

Instead of guilt, Antigone walked to @Meadow’s den with an unmoving expression and a tingling feeling of pleasure that had started to sprout in his belly like a spring flower.

Pausing to collect some herbs that would help with remaining pain and to drink from the flowing waters of the vale, Antigone thought back on his conversation with his father. He had lied so easily. It had been the first he’d told. Arsenio’s face had been stricken with worry and with protective fatherly anger. The red-hooded wolf had delighted at such an instant response. It could not be long before Reyson was evicted from their land and out of Meadow’s life.

The boy paused outside of her healing den. He thought he could smell her inside but didn’t want to disturb her when she might have been sleeping.

Antigone had decided that if Reyson would not be removed from Epoch, then he would never be left alone with Meadow. The boy would sit and wait and intrude in every waking minute of every day. When she had healed and when he had grown into a man…

The boy sat quietly outside her door.