nothing without you

The stress of losing Motif, and as the days slipped by and she still had not returned, let reality sit in. from the panicky, blink-blanking fear that had overcome her when she realised Motif was gone, to the desperate, aching feeling in her gut now that she had not returned to her. A part of her hoped she had found Canni, and that the lion was keeping her save, and giving her adventures, but she knew Canni would have brought her home safe.

How would Motif be fairing out there, she couldn’t hunt more than Salamanders. Where would she sleep? She got frightened of the dark sometimes. Her birds had failed to find the girl in the lands surrounding Abaven, and both the Alphas had worked in grid searches in their attempt to find the girl. The truth was, Motif was simply gone.

Missing her daughter like crazy, and needing to find Poem to smother, she began to head to her den, when she instead found Rhyme. Chilling in the rapids across the path she had taken. She made her way to him, saying nothing she moved towards him and placed her head against his back, knowing he felt the same exhausting fear and worry she did.