Wallflower

It had taken some time to get everyone settled. Some wolves would take longer than others to adjust. Theory knew if she wasn't being torn in several different directions at once, she too would be upset and listless. There was just so much that she had to get done that there wasn't any time to think about her own emotions. The pack came before her feelings.

Stuffing them down deeper, Theory doubled back to where most of the pack had settled to check over everyone once more before she slept for a few moments. There wasn't time to really sleep, per se, but she desperately needed some sort of brief respite. A cat nap. Something. As she checked over the crowded dens, she found little Gloom all alone. It was unusual. Eulogy was a good mother, but her aunt kept to herself. Theo was sure that she must be off tending to another one of her children. "Gloom?" She said softly into the darkness. "Can I come lay with you?" Maybe if she felt like she had a choice to make in all of this madness, it would help just a little bit. Theo didn't want to invade her space if the young girl wasn't comfortable.