Cortinarri

Sitting perched and regal at the tip of a rocky, miniture peninsula was the fallen alpha of the Silver Glades. She longed to have her pack and home back, but that was in the past. Still... thoughts swirled in her mind. She also longed, above all else, to be reunited with her mate. Scars littered her body and one hind limb was slightly mishapen. If she were to move, it would be obvious that this crippled limb didn't function as well as the others. But it was all healed now.

Namir

Scenting his adoptive mother on the wind, the cougar padded in a straight line down the beach towards her. His pace increaded as a grin crept over his blunt muzzle. "Cortinarri!" he cried out, seeing that it really was her. He sprung, landing at her side and skidding a bit across loose rocks. He looked adoringly into her eyes, "I found you at last! And guess who I scented at the Ruins..." the grin lifted on his muzzle as his eyes narrowed devilishly.

Cortinarri

Her eyes flashed beamingly to the cougar and studied him paw to ear in approval, "My, how you've grown Namir!" she awed, standing and nuzzling his neck. "Just who did you scent at the Ruins? Your expression tells me this could be interesting...?" She couldn't help but grin as well.

Namir

"Catalpa." he replied, standing up and flicking the end of his tail, "Lets pay her a visit, shall we?" Namir flashed his fangs cruelly and merrily. He padded off to the Ruins, happy to please Cortinarri.