renewal

Theory listened attentively as Allegro told his tale. Eulogy and Spirit had suffered a similar fate. The volcano had cleaved so many from their pack... she still held out hope for her littermates, Verse and Noir, but she doubted either would return. Noir could only be dragged back kicking and screaming while Verse had never seemed to recover from their mother's death. Could she blame her? Grief was such a heavy, heavy weight. Theo knew it well. She wore it like shackles around her legs and if she wasn't careful, the weight would cripple her eventually. The burden grew lighter as more familiar faces seemed to gravitate back towards the pack. They could overcome anything if they were able to unite. Together, their strength was unparalleled. Their triumph over Winterfell had proved that much. "I'm just glad to see another familiar face. We've all lost so much..." She trailed off, unsure where to begin. "Shaye died. A landslide in the wake of the volcano. Odysseus was caught with her and they both passed." Her voice was stiff but not without feeling.