ardent

lay our fireflies to rest

pack vigil



Theory

Avalon
Healer

Master Fighter (250)

Master Healer (240)

An icon representing the specialty Fertile Fertile

age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
548
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
805
player
Xarae

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10-31-2019, 06:27 PM



"Thank you for coming," she said quietly, offering them both a small smile. "I don't want to let my words distract either of you. I'm starting to understand everyone grieves in their own ways," Theory thought of how her own siblings had been thrown to the winds in the wake of Tana's death. It was, of course, more complicated than that - she, Verse, and Noir were all so different. Even if their mother was alive today... well, there was no use in thinking that. Tana had passed. "But I want to offer my support if you need it."

Theory redirected her gaze towards the distant cliffs of their home. So close, but so far. She sighed and closed her eyes, searching deep within herself for some kind of answer. There were none to be found, just a fruitless reaching into a void darker than night. Theo was sure that there were more casualties that would be discovered once the ash had settled - she just hoped that no Abaven wolves would be counted among them. Her conversation with Shaye had been difficult but set her at ease; even if she was hesitant for her own selfish reasons, they would return to their homeland come springtime. She just hoped there was something left to rebuild.

"Speech"



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