Dying Slowly Inside

Since the passing of the raid Rasiel had become more determined to do more for her pack. The young female wasn’t sure where to begin though… but today had lead her near the communal den, where some of the injured still rested and were receiving treatment after the raid. It didn’t take her long to see Acapella, the one who had received the hardest injury in her opinion. The poor thing had been blinded in both eyes… whereas others had only been maimed in one. Rasiel felt herself shiver a little, swallowing hard as she approached the female. She felt guilty that she hadn’t been there… hadn’t been able to help her friends and family.

“‘Pella…” Rasiel’s voice was soft as she called to the older femme. She approached slowly, hoping that she wouldn’t startle the other. Rassie canted her head to the side, examining the other. Her posture suggested sadness within her heart. “Would you mind some company?” The younger female asked softly, not wanting to disturb the other femme if she wasn’t in the mood.