My souls whisper

She hadn't been sleeping well. Aslatiel's mind was awash in turmoil, especially since she and Az had had their little disagreement. She doubted that he loved her anymore. She still hadn't been sleeping in the family den, nor had she been sleeping in the glass house with Indigo. Because the magic tube was here, the girl had no choice but to come back. Though she had changed her mind and was spending her free time on fighting instead of learning the stars, she couldn't help but still be drawn to them.

Aslatiel's breath whitened in the cold, wisps of ghostly vapor trailing from nose and maw. She was chilled, but she had taken the fur that had been draped over the tube and positioned it around herself. When her father came, she heard him first, sparing only one daring purple glance before turning her attention back to the tube. The skies above were awash in color and texture. The larger stars and the groupings that she had once named after her family took on new personalities now that they were... closer? They certainly seemed closer.

It seemed that her father was being sentimental today. He began to speak as he sat beside her and Asla groaned in her mind. What had happened to her angry, brutal father? They went from ruling the world to kissing its booboos. He spoke of the cream and grey girl being the soul of the siblings and Asla sighed, tearing her gaze away from the magic tube to look at her father. She did love her family. She loved them more than anything, but she was beginning to think that she wasn't mean to be with them forever.

Breaking her gaze away from the giant sitting beside her, Aslatiel sighed again, her voice low, ears tucked to her skull. "They'll be better without me. Everyone will." The girl was beginning to realize that she was odd. Sirius talked about Azure's bloodlust, but he didn't know about her own. He didn't know that she wanted to kill members of the pack. He didn't know that she had jokingly suggested that she kill their mother. Had Az agreed to it though, she would have helped him. Did her father even know about the pile of bones that she was amassing? He'd been very busy with his new daughter and other pack duties. The child was feeling a million miles apart from the rest of her family. Even Indigo hadn't tried to sooth her. Mort had been off chasing girls. Aslatiel was feeling very much alone.