The strength of the pack

Throughout the entire meeting she'd known they'd talk. It was good, because Caelestis needed to talk. But also not so good, because well, there were several reasons. Caelestis wasn't really one for opening up. It also hadn't really been required of her to put her trust in anyone who wasn't her parents thus far. And Shaye was new.

Still, when they were alone at last, Cael knew there was nothing to do but ask for the help she needed. Shaye got down on her level, which was much appreciated because Caelestis had no intention of getting up for a little while. Her stupid paws were aching so bad she was starting to think removing them sounded preferable.

"Well," she began, eyes dropping to the ground. Looking at Shaye suddenly felt more impossible the more vulnerable Caelestis began to feel. "It's just, uhm, a while ago my parents sort of disappeared. And I tried to follow their scents since they've been gone longer than they ought to be, but I didn't find anything and I lost the trail after a while so I'm not... not sure what to do, so I guess I need help" Her voice got more and more choked with emotion and softer with each word. Usually, she could figure things out on her own. She was independent, capable, and she liked to think relatively strong. Yet still it took everything in her to hold it together through this interaction.