The North (Closed)

"Seeing stones are not a gift to be given lightly, and you may find use of it yet," Odessa rumbled softly as she shook her head at the offered gift. She circled the Blackstone pillar gracefully and sat down beside it. A long, raking claw mark decorated one otherwise blank section, which she regarded with a silent stare. Looking back down to Riley, there was something incredibly mournful about her as she regarded the young Rider.

"I said it before, but in another life... I would have been there for your mother when she found herself alone, whether I followed Ephriam to Scotland or he remained here. I would've been there to see her to safety with us or her father's kin. I would've gone to war with her, and I would've been there for you and your siblings as you grew. I am sorry I wasn't."

Even though Odessa had had little control over how anything turned out, there was still a deep melancholy there for having missed the continuation of Ephriam's line. Moreso, she grieved that the Blackstones had gone through so much without her there to bear some of the burden.

"Ephriam was my world," she nearly whispered. "I felt him fade away the day he died, even so far away. Seeing you here today... It hurts, but it also gives me a melancholy sort of gladness. I see him in you. He would've admired your spirit, little Fox.'
 
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