He'd heard the howl but he just couldn't seem to get his body to move. Shilah curled up tighter into a ball, pressing himself farther into the tiny den Ashiel had dug for him. Since being rescued he'd opted to keep to himself. He couldn't even begin to process life without his mother. She'd been washed away and no one had found her, even after weeks of searching. On top of that his sister Seiran had yet to be found.He was on his own. Well, that wasn't entirely true. He did have a massive family but Shilah felt they were a poor substitute. They weren't his mother. They weren't his sister. He barely even knew any of them.
Sunlight filtered down into the den and he sighed. It wouldn't do to miss a meeting. It could be something important and maybe… just maybe there was news of his mother. He'd take anything at this point, even if they'd only found her body. He just needed some closure. Shilah slipped from the den and slunk toward the meeting, wincing as pain shot up his right hind leg. He would need to talk with Ashiel and perhaps Malleus. He needed to know what happened to goddesses when they died.
