you should be sad

Blue eyes watched Thalia half lower herself. She wanted to think that things would be easier now between them, but there were still invisible strings that seemed to tug them in strange ways. Theory let out a puff of air and lowered her head to her paws, looking up at Thalia from beneath her lashes. Even though she was the one standing tall, Theo still felt the height difference between them. The alpha's dark head was practically at the zenith of Thalia's haunches. If she wanted to, it would be easy to overpower the Abraxas and tug her to the ground. Her stomach tingled at the thought and she almost felt sick. "How do you feel about the change in command?" she asked. Theo didn't want to pry, but she did want a conversation... which sometimes felt like prying, at least with Thalia.

"Everyone had something that stopped them in their tracks after the eruption." Death had halted many. The loss reverberated around Boreas. In many places, the land itself still seemed to weep. Renewal was coming more slowly than she'd hoped and now winter felt like it was just around the corner. New growth would be covered in snow and nature's cycle would repeat itself once again. Next spring would finally break ground into the "new," at least she hoped. Since there was a "before" the eruption, one day there would have to be an "after." They couldn't just be stuck in this eternal hellish middle ground. She yearned for a future where she didn't look at the horizon with a heavy heart. "Motivation is a funny thing," she mused, slowly rolling on to her back and then - oops, haha! - a little too far towards Thalia. Theo came to rest with her torso leaning comfortably on Thalia's haunches. She peered up at her with a cheeky grin. "What motivates you?"