OOC: Takes place after the meet and greet thread, that is right after the pack challenge thread

Her heart and mood felt lighter now that she had time to see her long lost sister. To find out she was alive, and doing extremely well. After so many years it was hard to believe that it had been so long ago since Derecho had disappeared and that they had been wee pups in Abaven. This news would surely make her mother's day and she was excited to go home and tell her. Although thinking of her mother dampened her mood again. She had been able to hold her emotion as she told Derecho that mother was ill, to hold back how serious things were. She felt Derecho could see the held back emotions within her eyes and understand what this could mean. Now that she was alone with Brandr she felt her hold on her emotions were starting to falter. She held strong before her mother and her sister, but now that she didn't have to hold strong she was feeling like she was going to crack.

She had been quiet since they had parted from Derecho and Torin, but right now she wanted to talk. She knew Brandr would want to fully know everything. She would suddenly stop walking and her gold eyes would seek Brandr's gaze.

"I couldn't..... Say how serious mom's condition is," she would utter softly before her gaze would drop to the ground.

"Speech"

Then they went on to say the pearly gates

Brandr followed after his wife as they left the Battlefield. The challenge had certainly been something and he hardly knew what to make of everything that he'd seen. The Abraxas clearly weren't content just with Auster, now they'd fixated on the shrine for some reason he couldn't imagine. What value did a pile of human rubble have? Either way the conflict had certainly attracted a lot of attention. He wondered what Shaye thought of all this and what she planned to do. She knew of the Abraxas but how did she view Abaven's relationship with them? He only hoped that Abaven wasn't going to get tangled up with that wretched family again.

Brandr reached out to nuzzle his mate's shoulder. Something was troubling her, he knew that much and it wasn't just the challenge. "Corentine?"

I couldn't..... Say how serious mom's condition is,

Brandr felt his stomach sink. He knew that Storm was getting up in years but he'd still hoped that this visit would be a happy one for Corentine. He moved closer, seeking to press his body gently against hers, to let her know that he was here for her as best he could be. "I'm sorry… how… how bad is she?"

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She would close her eyes, trying to focus on his gentle touch. Hoping if she focused enough on him that her worries would just fade away. She hadn't been able to properly tell him what had been going on, of course things seemed to have been going all to fast lately. He would press himself against her and Corentine would press back. She had never had to deal with this before and knowing that he was there helped her. He asked how bad she was and Corentine would sigh lightly.

"One of the elder healers back home at the clan claims it is an incurable sickness that isn't contagious and they didn't think she would make it more then a year. She has something growing inside her making it hard for her to eat normal amounts of food and she's been treating her symptoms, but she is getting more exhausted and doesn't think it will be long before the sickness takes her" she quietly explained.

Her gold eyes looked to his eyes, her ears gently flattening. She didn't know how exactly to handle this and part of her wished she had had more time with her mother. This was the first time she had to deal with death of someone so close to her.

"Speech"

Then they went on to say the pearly gates

Brandr held his breath as his beloved closed her eyes for a moment. When she spoke, he listened. Yet, he felt himself grow numb at the word 'incurable' and that it wouldn't be long before she passed away. His brain worked slowly to process the information until his breath left his body in a ragged sigh. Corentine looked up at him with her sorrowful, golden eyes and he felt his stomach flip. He reached out seeking to gently lick her cheek. "I'm so sorry, love." He wished he had something inspirational or more comforting to say but the words failed him. "Whatever you need me to do I'll do. I can take care of maintaining the den and if there is anyway I can help out with her herb storage so that you have more time to spend with Storm, you have only to ask."

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