He knew the woman was there. He smelled her scent. The one he had never been able to identify. Felt her sympathy as her spirit reached out to him. Then she was gone, as swiftly as she came. Strangely so was his aloneness. He knew they would cross paths soon. Her essence was stronger getting closer every day. Now it was time to let Morning Dew go. Take her remains back to his people so they too could say goodbye to their sister. ***** Donned in black mourning which she would be forced to wear at least three more months for decency’s sake Xzan made her way to the stateroom. Meals would be served there twice daily. Breakfast and dinner. Tea would be served by the porters precisely at two each day and the Captain had asked the passenger’s to remain in their rooms or visit each other during this time so the crew could swab the decks and take care of other tasks that needed their full attention. The dining hall was an immense room. Long wooden tables were bolted to the floor. Xzan slid gracefully on to a bench next to a boy whose eyes widened in astonishment at her sudden appearance. She smiled engagingly. He grinned back extending his big paw in a friendly manner. “ Hello! My name is Sean Fenierre.” She shook his hand which swallowed her own despite his younger years reciprocating the introduction. “ I’m delighted to meet you Sean. My name is Xzan Colby.” His mouth dropped open. He’d been trying to figure out a way to approach her without being too obvious since they first boarded ship. Now he found out she was the lady that would be riding with his family all the way west. He couldn’t believe his luck. Xzan assumed he must have heard her name mentioned by his reaction recognizing his surname. “ It seems we’ll be traveling together. Would you be so kind as to introduce me to the rest of your family?” Hazel eyes lit up happily. “ Sure. Mama! Papa!” he yelled across the room. A striking couple turned expectantly at their son’s bidding. Xzan blushed with embarrassment. Sean certainly had a set of lungs. She could see where he inherited his stature from too. Both of his parents were giants. Attractive in her late thirties, big boned, blonde and dimpled, the mother of four children, Shauna Fenierre was as young at heart as her son. Excited by the adventures of meeting new people and going into uncharted territory she bubbled over with witticisms. Robert Fenierre was a burly, gruff, outspoken man. Strong, proud, fierce. The only one who seemed to have any control of him was his wife of twenty years whom he openly adored. Xzan wasn’t too impressed with their eldest son. Jason was nineteen. His swaggering charm and dark good looks were too reminiscent of Brett. She withdrew her hand hastily when he bowed over it kissing the palm a little too fervently as introductions were being made. “ Mrs. Colby, we are so thrilled to finally meet you. We’re looking forward to traveling with you. Aren’t you just so excited about the trip west?” Shauna Fenierre gushed exuberantly. Xzan smiled. “Please call me Xzan. And yes, I am very excited. I’m delighted to meet you too. I’ve wondered what you and your family would be like.” Sean was thirteen. Big for his age taller than her in fact with thick straight hair the color of corn silk. He was a quiet boy observing the world through intelligent eyes. Until he had something to say. Then his voice boomed unafraid to be heard as she had witnessed already this evening. She was totally captivated by the younger children. Richard was seven. A bony red haired, freckled face, daredevil with dazzling blue eyes and a mischievous grin. She admired his quick wit and keen sense of humor instantly. Lorena, four-years-old was the long awaited beloved daughter, exquisitely beautiful. Chubby and rosy cheeked with her thumb always in her mouth. Huge green eyes stared in awe at the world around her. Treated like the