the livings easy
Fertile
08-22-2019, 08:49 PM
Theory didn't want to offer something flimsy like words. Poem's sadness was too big for words. Instead, once she received her sister's consent, she padded right up close to her side and settled down next to her. From their close contact, a comforting warmth began to build. This was something real and tangible that she could give to her sister. Their ravens similarly found comfort in each other. Alouette turned her beak towards Edgar, hiding her face beneath her brother's wing. The cold autumn winds buffeted the four of them, but they were stalwart together against the chill. "I'll miss you. When you go to look for her," Theory said quietly, her voice halting and uncertain. The pack would feel empty with Poem and Motif gone. Noir was stonily leashed to Odysseus' side, and Verse seemed to hate her for how close she had become with Shaye. Theory tried not to take her siblings' feelings personally, but it was hard. Everything had gotten so complicated. "But I'll be waiting for you. When you and Motif come home, we'll have a celebration that will last for days." Could Noir and Verse pout through that? Probably. |
