Honeyed Pasture in their clean white coats

"When you are older, you have more freedom- and ways to protect yourself." She explained gently. Miriam was not the best fighter, but as she was an adult wolf, she wasn't one to be but a simple push-over. The only real issue was to those who excelled in the mercenary trade, she was afraid for that day to come. Only then, could a prayer to the Horned God be given for his divine protection.

"Though, I do plan to return.. I only needed some space." Her body motioned to leaned down in a simple lay near the child, as a silver gaze casted out toward where Yuelong may be. Long ago did she visit the sea, without a car in the world, and no children to take care of.. And now, it nearly seemed to come back; as the mother lost one child, and was quite close to losing her other.

She thought about the Orchid, and wondered if this was how her mother felt when she left as a yearling.