Galka grew up as a quiet wolf cub, at least the closest circle thought so. However, on her father she came off completely, especially during her teenage years. It was a difficult puppy, but her father never broke down on her and endured all her pranks steadily.
He could gnaw at her ear or crush her paw with a dull growl, but this only happened when Galka completely did not put anything into her relationship with her father. She had almost no contact with animals from the outside world, considering them to be her victims, with whom she would quickly deal ... when she grows up. Leaving for the forest, the she-wolf plunged into her ideal world, where she, with a flock, led by her and her sister, cuts all the way along secret branchy paths in pursuit of red deer with unimaginably large horns stretching to the sky .But her idyll is not destined it happened. The father was too attached to their place of residence and Galka could not pull him into big adventures. Last summer for them, when Galka reached the age of two, he did not even leave the feeding place, as they usually did, which was very outraged a she-wolf. In one of their conversations, a black beast caught Janay on the fact that her mother was still alive and began to think about how to find her native blood. She was deeply amazed that her father did not even begin to search for her after their separation. What is this! Why!? But to knock out some answers failed. Therefore, the young she-wolf for several months mentally prepared for the search for her mother, meditated. She did this thanks to the advice of a forest raven, who recently recently flew near their lair for the same reason that they were - he was one of those who were good friends of herbs .Meditation was needed in order to better feel the movement of life and the information flow in the earth’s cloister, but by the time the Galka set off on the road, the she-wolf was too little prepared and almost did not perceive anything, only completely thin and steep threads. Having rooted the situation and having weighed all the pros and cons, she took her spirit in her hands and ... She left, leaving her caring father alone.
It was hard for him to come to terms with this, but he did not keep his daughter, because he wanted her to find out everything and realize why he was staying here ... she needed to find inner harmony and grow up, faced with her fears and doubts nose to nose.
Having spent a chilly autumn and freezing bones winter in seclusion, she was lucky to catch a thin thread, which led her to the memories of her childhood warm as mother’s milk. While the first leaves, caressed by a gentle breeze, just started to blossom, she met a pack of wolves, The path to which her sensitive nose showed. The leader, seeing a stranger, abruptly attacked the she-wolf, starting to drive her away, like the other wolves in the pack. Galka was surprised by this turn of events and she could only run. The wolves were strong, because in winter they were better than a thin loner, so it was not difficult to catch up with her. And then Galka's mother felt her own blood. A she-wolf was waiting for a warm family reunion, but instead she had a frightened muzzle of her mother and scions roaring behind her. delight, which was mixed with fear chilling the body. Here she ... alive, warm and dear. What else was needed for happiness? But ... what’s the matter. Mom only frowned and muttered something to herself. Galka, which during the period of a single trip closed in Be and learned not to show inner emotions.
"Mom! It's me, Galka! Why are you silent?"
The black she-wolf, with already graying hairs on the wool and dull eyes, rattled dullly:
“You died ... just like your sister and father did, then why did you come to me, a terrible reminder of a forgotten past?”
The Galka was stunned by this answer. She hastened to tell her mother as soon as possible about the events that had occurred after their separation, which she remembered and kept as the most precious treasure in her memory. She listened attentively to her risen daughter, softly nodding and shifting her whitened eyebrows more and more.
- I am glad that you survived, but now I ask you to leave my territory. All that has been forgotten by me and now my life belongs to my pack and children, I can’t take you under my wing, because my majestic companion does not tolerate strangers, therefore I ask you go away ...
An internal explosion thundered inside, a chill passed through the coat and my heart fluttered. Galka expected any answer, but not that.
"But ... but ... how are your motherly feelings, how ... your love? Father always taught me this, so why don’t you ...
- Your father was different from me and my brothers. We always decided to act, so that we would live without interrupting the clan. Everything that exists outside my flock should not excite me, not looking at any of my desires, and even the appearance of my past where everyone is dead can not shake me, because the present of the flock is more important than it. Therefore, I went my own way and did the right thing, finding myself a companion who could protect me and feed my offspring. And you have to go your own way, there is simply no other way.
Everything broke inside. Galka's ideas about her mother and the harsh reality requiem went through her dreams. Between them an unimaginable abyss arose and quiet horror fettered the she-wolf.
-I ask you, tell me about the forgotten moments of the past, I really want to know about your death ...