I am the Reaper and death is my shadow

The call for a meeting was heard, but she wouldn't be the first one there. Not by a long shot. Her mother needed almost constant care with her shattered leg and horrific wounds. It was difficult for the big fae to walk in the slightest and so Io needed to be on hand. Stubborn as always, Resin refused to stay home. Meetings were important, she said. And so, with the help of Roan, they got her there.

Slowly, the trio entered the clearing where the meeting would take place. Age settled her mother gently upon a thick fur rather than the hard ground, much to her dismay. Shooting Sirius a look of extreme exasperation, the tiny healer seated herself beside her mother and lover.