The Broken Heart Club

Her heart wasn't in her search for herbs, more so her need to do something driving her forward. Even as she walked her mind was elsewhere, as it usually was. There were so many questions that she longed to have answers to, knowing full well that most would always be without. Eu's ears pulled back against her head, a sigh pushing through her lips. Would it always be this way? Would she always be this afraid, this wracked with guilt? Swallowing hard, she spun on her heels, about to give up and go back to her den when she heard her name fall from familiar lips. Eulogy's whole body froze, before she twisted back around and raced towards her dam, gently colliding with the older woman as carefully as she could. She had been so wrapped up in her children's and her own pain that she had forgotten to seek out Rhythm. Tears sprung to her deep blue eyes, that fear that had been in her chest on being too late melting away. It was no secret that her mother was at an advanced age, and she had been so afraid that she was going to miss her final goodbye. Eu's relief turned to tears, pressing her nose against her mother in several places as if to make sure she wasn't dreaming. "Oh mom... I'm so sorry," sobbed the girl, feeling suddenly like a child again. Her rump folded over as she buried herself in her mother's coat, daring not to pull away.

With a sigh so hard it shook her body, Eulogy pulled away just enough to brush her nose against Rhythm's own, a somber laugh leaving her. "Why does our lives feel so full of goodbyes and hellos?" She asked solemnly, searching her mothers unseeing eyes as if they held all the answers. There was no one in her life that had been through as much as herself that she knew of, besides her own dam. They shared a pain that she didn't wish on anyone else, and always wanted to make her proud of her. After all that had happened, she was worried that a seed of disappointment had bloomed within Rhythm. The mocha coloured woman couldn't blame her, despite her efforts to be stronger, she had only come through the gates weaker than she was before. She felt like she had tried so hard, and even then she fell short. Shaking her head slowly from side to side, Eu rested her cheek against her mother's own, drinking in her scent as her eyes slipped closed. She didn't want to know a world without the strongest woman she knew.