What We Hold Dear

Truthfully, the idea of her slipping away and any other form other than sickness was absolutely unbelievable and inconceivable to Lillianna. It wouldn't even cross her mind, she didn't think that it ever could. The sickness however, was brutal. she knew Lark had noticed it, and she knew that at the very least Aiden had too. How could they not? things that we're easy just a few weeks ago we're now almost impossible for her to do. It was something she didn't understand, just how she could deteriorate so fast.

Despite her body is deteriorating condition, her ears were still working fine, and a small smile at her face when she heard the paw steps of Lark approaching. Head raised in an easy smile across her face as the male stepped closer, and greeted her affectionately. "Lark," she murmured softly, gently, in return. "I'm feeling as good as I can." Which, in all honesty, was pretty terrible. She knew that larkwood catch on to the hidden meaning behind her words. "How are you feeling?" she questioned. "And what are the three trouble makers up to?" truthfully she couldn't believe that the three troublemakers were actually already a year old. Time had flown, she wasn't quite sure where it had gone. I thought she was complaining too much, because what the three had grown onto were three wolves that she was insanely proud of.