Nuishan was content being a mother. It was easier. Being a mate was hard, she had realized. After the third attempt and third abandonment she realized that having and raising children was far easier. And rewarding. Her children were lovely, mature, and beautiful creatures. Even the ones her ex had stolen from her. Rush, Hikaru, and Kaoru were mature (if that was a loose term when naming the twins), and even starting families of their own. What did she have to say about her exs? About the men she had thought were her family? Nothing.
She knew that being a mother was the only thing she could contribute to her tribe. She wasn't a hunter. She wasn't useful. She was, hopefully, going to become a carer and currently that was a useless job. When was the last time Lunarie had children? Wasn't her batch the last? No.... She swore.... Thea had kids, right. But then after that? Lunarie was quiet these days, and awkward. Full of drama and a pregnant silence had hit home. No one spoke anymore. No one even spoke of one another anymore. Except for the newest generation she was sure the tribe was becoming mute.
However, her children and Thea's kept some life within the tribe. Nato's kids, as well. She hadn't seen those rascals in forever, to be honest. She hadn't seen much, actually. She had been too busy keeping tabs on her children and trying to establish some bond with the others. Razor, Trump, and Kishen weren't too fond of the idea of establishing a bond. Well.... maybe Kishen, but the other two? Ha. She was sure they favored their father more. Which was fine. As long as they knew she was there if they needed her.
And then there was that male she met. Raidon. A strange male who had brought her berries. She hadn't seen him since, but it was amusing to say the least. Rarely did Lunarie receive visitors, and he had just come and gone like the wind. Probably she was dreaming, she didn't doubt that. Her children had scuffed at her when she mentioned it. Visitors avoided Lunarie unless they were mates, family, or potentially enemies. No one unattached to a fox within the tribe visited. It just wasn't done!
Still, it'd be nice if she saw him again. No, it wasn't some stupid school girl crush. She was far too old for that nonsense. She wanted a friend. Someone who wasn't inside the forsaken, quiet tribe. Someone who didn't ask her how she was whenever Hatsu or Rendo was mentioned. Just a person she could relax with. Hell, even she could want such a thing.
