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[Sivoncé™]

Liviana nodded, her head and tail hanging low. She felt unwanted; cast aside. Nevertheless, she turned and padded away. An interesting thought flickered through her mind. Lucinda WAS half Silver Mist....AND she'd always wanted Liviana and Fade to join a pack. Perhaps this was a way of honoring her memory. She stoppped, then turned to look one last time at her father, unsure if she would ever see him again. "What of Fade?"

[.Rabid Lycan.]

Diablo paused, forcing his mind to think for the good of his children. His only living ties to Lucinda. "Tell Fade what happened, and let her choose if she wants to go to SilverMist as well... but, Liv, before you go, I must tell you something..."
The once notorious murderer and "devil's spawn" lifted his head and murmured, "I love you both... and I'm proud to have been your father." Diablo then turned, and faded away into the shadows of the forest.

[Sivoncé™]

The words pierced her heart like the thorns of a rose. "To HAVE BEEN your father". Like he wasn't her father anymore? Liviana's eyes closed, trying desperately to hold the tears in; to be strong. Over and over, the battle played out behind her closed lids. It drove her to a point where her eyes flashed open to find that it had indeed really happened; there was no going back or denying it anymore. There was no one to hide behind...nobody. She felt oddly exposed, as if there was the rest of the world staring back at her, and no other living wolves left. It signaled that she was a grown, mature wolf, fit to travel on her own. But she didn't feel grown, mature, or fit to travel on her own. She felt a million years older, yes, but she felt crippled. She felt a hundred times smarter, yes, but she also felt weighed down by the places she'd been and the things she'd seen. As far as being fit to travel on her own...the fact that she was now in tears denied that, too. She would never be ready to accept that her mother and father were both gone forever, but she would have to move on nevertheless. So Liviana stood, emerald eyes resting on Lucinda, her dear mother, for the last time. She whispered the pharse, "il peut être fait...it can be done." Turning away, she shed no more tears. She fled into the darkness at a sprint, a new determination flooding through her veins. Lucinda would be remembered and honored as long as her bloodline survived. She would find Fade, and together, they would travel across the mountains, with or without Silver Mist.

"Fade!"

[.Rabid Lycan.]

Fade didn't reply. There was only a struggled weeping noise echoing from the trees. The black wolf sat on a branch, golden eyes fixed on the bloody corpse of her mother. Fade closed her eyes, trying to fight back the rest of her tears. On our own now...

[Sivoncé™]

"Il peut être fait, Fade. It can, and will, be done. Sommes-nous de nous asseoir ici aimer les corbeaux par-dessus notre cadavre de la mère, ou nous sont de faire quelque chose de lui ? Nous suivrons son esprit où qu'il nous mène,Fade. Maintenant me dire, où elle nous mènerait ? Elle a voulu que nous ayons menés une bonne vie, avec un tas ! Les tas sont ici morts. Donc me dire maintenant, où nous sommes d'aller si nous souhaitons être vivant et erre avec un tas, comme hors la mère nous a voulus à ?"

((Are we to sit here like ravens over our mother's corpse, or are we to do something about it? We will follow her spirit wherever it leads us, . Now tell me, where would she lead us? She wanted us to lead a good life, with a pack! The packs here are dead. So tell me now, where are we to go if we wish to be alive and roam with a pack, like out mother wanted us to?))

[.Rabid Lycan.]

Fade sighed heavily. "Let us go to SilverMist... Dad was friends with them." She paused, and murmured, "What will happen to Diablo?"

[Sivoncé™]

Liv sighed heavily, choking back tears. "Fade...Diablo is dead. He's gone. Forever. And Silver Mist is dead too!" She threw her head back and let out a long, mournful howl.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

Fade looked up, horrified. "W-what? But how...?"

[Sivoncé™]

"He told me he was proud to have been our father. Then....he walked into the shadows." Liviana whispered darkly.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

"'Have been'? What's that supposed mean?" Fade murmured. "...But that doesn't mean he's..." She looked foward, then slowly closed her eyes. What a world of pain this has been...