Death changes things

She had distanced herself from her children and everyone really. She was a burden and a horrible mother. Even her companion had left her side. She had been slowly losing her mind. And nothing could of prepared her for this morning.

Her son's anguish was easy to hear in his howl. She was quick to exit her own den and make off towards the borders of the territory and the sound of her son. She knew naeva was this way. Something had to be wrong.

As she arrived she heard celestin yelling at his brother and she was able to hear torin. Nothing in the world could have prepared her for the sight as she pushed her way in and past torin who was taking up the entrance. Blaise was cradling naeva, uncharacteristically of him, and celestin was facing blaise. The scents were sickening. The sight of her daughter even more so. Her eyes were glazed over, watching a sight none of them could see.

Her gut and heart clenched. The world beneath her rocked and fell out of place. Sure they hadn't been what she wanted but she couldn't help but love the memory of the small bundles she gave life to. Her face held shock and distress. Her mind was breaking. Her body was already deteriorating and one had to wonder when she would go. Her ribs were exposed and her cheeks sallow.

Her paws backed away. Tears streamed quietly. This couldn't be. It had to be a dream. She pushed her way backwards from the den and the sight. Then she let herself collapse in a heap of sobs and distress.