Rising Tides [Meeting]
Solveiga, honestly, didn't know what to do with herself anymore. Her once bright and curious spirit had been sapped away by the grief she experienced at the loss of her mother. She didn't know yet if this depressive mood was going to be temporary or permanent, but nothing had managed to pull her out of it so far. She wanted — no, needed — someone to help her, to lift her out of the shadows and the fog and make her the carefree girl she used to be. But her brother was still nowhere to be found, and even Regulus seemed to have vanished. Maybe he didn't want to see her anymore. That was fine. She could live with that. Or survive, at the very least.
But what pained her was knowing that she was becoming a terrible pack member. Her lack of motivation made it difficult to find the will to crack down and study her herbs, and she certainly didn't have the energy to pick up any other duties like hunting or patrolling. She was a mouth to feed. She was a burden. And even though she needed help, and the love of a family to fix her current psychological state, she was too selfless to continue on any longer. She refused to become like a parasite to this pack that she loved so much.
Solveiga needed to leave. She needed to take away this burden she had placed on the shoulders of Celestial, and just take a break for a while. Already she knew she would need to come back eventually. Celestial was the only real home she had ever known. But she needed to take a break, find herself or at the very least get rid of this depression hanging over her. Then she would come back.
If they would take her back.
She was the very last to arrive at the meeting. The meeting, in fact, was already over and Faite had finished speaking. Solveiga lowered her head and tucked her tail as she approached, only raising her pale blue eyes enough to see where Faite was seated. "I'm so sorry I'm late," she said, her voice as humble as ever but even softer than usual. Still, she made an effort to speak up enough for Faite to hear. It would only upset her more if she had to strain to hear Solveiga, like some shy whimpering pup. "If you have time, I'd like to speak with you. We can do it here, or somewhere else, I don't mind either way."
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