My world away from home

The young warrior boy that had been brought to her with his frightened sister had touched her heart. He was sweet, and eagerly brought her food and gave her company. Rhythm would have been lying if she said Rhyme’s condemnation of her hadn’t hurt like anything before. Losing her pups days after they were born, being subject to numerous atrocities she still couldn’t think about, but this. Losing Rhyme hurt the most.

She’d been even quieter than usual, and hadn’t yet sought Valentine back out. Her simple presence was likely enough for him to know where her heart lay, but her.. not avoidance, but lack of presence also likely told him how upset she was. She could have gone to him for comfort, and wished she could, but he had seemed so cold the day he'd let her know his decision. Her heart was in pain, and she didn’t think Valentine would be able to fix her up this time. He’d done well when Bass had banished her, but now..

”Grandmother,” a welcome distraction appeared at the entrance of her den. Lament coming by to make sure she had everything she needed. ”Good morning, Lament.” She didn’t actually know what time of day it was, she hadn’t been outside yet. ”I thought I might ask you to help me harvest a few herbs.” She hated taking him away from tasks that Chaos or Valentine might need him for, however she was grateful for the company.