I of the storm

To say blaise felt guilty was an understatement but he was doing his best to keep his insane mother from hurting herself and his siblings any further. Without naeva his mom had really no one else watching her. So it was now his job. Seeing as uncle torin had bigger things to do nowadays. Shed already tried to gouge out her eyes, the last thing she needed was to be left alone.

And that's why he was even here.

He was sitting across the den from her with a stern look on his face as she layed there, moping and depressed like she seemed to be now, when celestin popped up. Him and celestin to say the least he felt were on less than speaking terms but he was sorta glad that the other boy was here. He stood as celestin spoke and took his way to slightly block his brother's view for the moment. "Prepare yourself celestin, she isn't doing good." and with that he moved past his smaller brother, careful not to let his greater size push cel over. "I'll be outside if you need me."

-temporary exit-