God Forbid I Know I’ve Been A Let-Down

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There was a quiet in air that the femme didn’t particularly care for. The air felt still, and her heart was heavy. Philomena gazed up at the the sky above, a frown on her face. She still hadn’t come to terms with Ganta’s death. Some days she’d wake up and look outside her den half expecting him to be there and ready to play. Philly missed him terribly, as she was sure her mother and brother did, but she never brought up Ganta or his absence to them. It was a weight she was trying to bear on her own. But Some days it was harder than others… and with evening coming, the sun setting on the world around her, Philomena felt alone in that moment.

She was at the waterfall, her gaze shifting to the water as it fell to the base. She was sitting not far from the crashing water, hoping that it would drown out her thoughts. So far it was doing little in that regard, and Philly let out a sigh. She was sure she could still use her father’s guidance, especially in the trying to form her own pack. Would he approve? Would Ganta’s own Hellstrom blood rise, and would he even encourage her to form the Deliverance?

“It’s quiet tonight…” The femme mused, flicking her ears back. No Face was hunting, dusk one of the best times to prepare for finding his favorite prey. Perhaps if her companion was with her she wouldn’t feel so alone… but fate worked in strange ways. Maybe she wouldn’t be alone for much longer.