Dragoncrest Cliffs Rhondonite

portia would weep no more for her daughter. as devastated as she was that her eldest-- her beautiful pearl of a daughter-- dalia had left, portia knew that it was taking a toll on her children. on her husband. surely on the pack. lately she had seemed in higher spirits, off gardening more than usual(even with the approach of winter). 

today she sought out her only son, a sweet and precious gift to earth. he'd been such a light in her life, just as opalia and sequoia had been, and she was intent on making sure he knew it. her boy had grown so quickly, and even earned a trade! oh, glory be to god, her son was so wonderful. portia was blessed, truly, with her newest litter. they each gave her so much life. and she was sure that she would appreciate them more. 

dalia had left, and it was truly devastating. but portia had done the same thing to her own mother long ago. this was no different. it was just the way of life.

as portia travelled past her garden, she noted that @Dacio's scent was near, and let out a light woof to call out to him.