Death changes things

Naeva had long been depressed. Her mother and sibling had drifted and she had no clue what to do about it. It didn't matter either. She just was mindless in her day to day tasks. Priscilla and her brothers should of seen it but they didn't. She had heard everything. None came to ever check on her.

Today there was a different story unfolding. She was lost. Her form lay in her den. A stench was about it, one that spoke of recent death. She lay with her eyes on the entrance, open but glossed over. Last night she had went about her duties like any other day, but morning would bring with it the sad reminder of her mortality to her  family. Torin cared most, he would likely be one of the first to find her, but blaise would be the absolute first.his howl would announce it and fill the air. Snow was falling but naeva would not see it. She would be gone. If any remembered her was a question. She had gone quietly in the early hours of the night, only to awake and hunt in her brother's dreams.

-Exit via death-