Iced Sunrise

Theme Song - Where'd all The Time Go
But me and my husband, we're sticking together.
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Quieter and entitled; makes a flair of herself with some snark but is quickly brushed off guard.
Iced Sunrise is on the side a lot of her life, and it doesn't suit her like it does other wolves. Yet she doesnt share the thrill of the chase; the finality of kill, the leading power, or a wandering will.
Socially isolated, being one of the only young wolves at the time of her birth with September Midday falling into older categories, she always trailed along, trying not to weigh her down. It was difficult of her nature not to be selfish.
She thought she had been seen when Settling Thunder caught her gaze, and she was quick to pair with him. The popular leader of their clan with eyes only for her; what more could she ask for?
He was brave; bold, an attractive personality. He courted her as wolves did, which she found she liked. She was always first at his side when his followers brought back a kill.
But the answer, the feme found later as she watched their pups play, was far more then he could give.
Even the auburn daughter of Clear noted her disconsolance, and brought her hunting alongside her often. It was appreciated, but it also opened her eyes.
The she-wolves in her life were never quick to settle. Her mother Irregular traveled more then den with her mate, and the wolf she considered her best friend, September Midday, had caught the eye of Sun Canary, only for him to respect her will to put the clan first.
What had she missed?
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Iced Sunrise only continued paw on path in clan life, unseen. Except when her mate returned to shower her in affection. There was an unspoken awkwardness in the way they interacted, each approaching one another in opposite ways. Her life line. A talented hunter, well liked. He loved her. Wasnt that enough?
Iced Sunrise felt little more then duty to her clan despite trying to convince herself otherwise. She knew she should be better then to disgrace his genuineness.
When her second litter of pups came, they were stolen to Kelper's Reaping; except one, a little female who didnt smell like her. Iced Sunrise nursed Dark Horse as she had her older siblings. She died shortly before her third wending.
And then to her utter shock, so did her mate.
It had been so sudden.
The times were improving. Young wolves kept alive, bellies full again, wolves in good health.
He was young.
He was everything she'd had.
And now there was nothing.
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