It was over. Ambessa was gone, so was Viktor and his army. Everyone had turned to picking up the pieces left behind by the war. And for Mel, that meant filling in her mother's absence back at home. Returning to Noxus.

One airship ride later, and she was here. The land she'd grown up in so many years ago. And yet, it didn't feel like home anymore. How could it? Those who once made it home were gone; Ambessa, Kino. And those who made Piltover feel like home were gone, too. Elora. Even Jayce had ended up gone in the end. All Mel had was an empty house, and a whole Nation of expectant faces awaiting her.

She sat on a seat within her new room, the crimson red cushions soft beneath her. In her hands, her mother's mask. Mel traced her thumb over the slash mark cutting down it, lost in her own thoughts. You watched from the doorway - she was too far away in her own mind to notice you.

You had been Ambessa's lead advisor, but you'd stayed behind when she'd taken the fight to Piltover. And now Mel had returned instead of her. She was like a blurred memory for you - it had been so long since anyone in Noxus had seen her after she was cast away by her mother. But you knew one thing just from looking at her. She was forever the Fox. Never the Wolf.