put me out of my misery

*Resin* · 11-16-2020, 02:31 AM

She hadn't been in time. While out on a rare exploratory trip away from the pack lands and her responsibilities, Resin had heard the ruckus. The harsh caterwauling of a mountain lion echoed throughout the mangroves. It wasn't just the normal sound of a stupid cat complaining or putting on a show. This was the sound of battle. The massive fae had caught the scent of wolves as she traveled and so she moved towards the sound rather than away from it. Wide paws thundered across the damp ground as she ran. The moment that she heard the very first canine response to the feline screeching, she somehow managed to run faster still. In the end, it was all to no avail.

Skidding into the area where the fight had taken place, the giant woman's lone golden eye hardened. The wolf was dead, its body bloody and battered. The cat was gone, but she could still hear it grumbling faintly in the distance. It seemed to be calling for something. Cubs, perhaps? Had she simply been protecting her brood? As the ashen woman prepared to walk forward, a small, dark figure darted out of hiding. It made a beeline for the shredded woman and Resin already knew that it was her child before it even uttered the very first 'mother.'

There were a few paths that the woman could now take. She could leave the pup to fend for itself. He bore no ties to her. He hadn't even seen her. She could simply turn and leave. Ah, but what would Tamsyn think? She had never been very good at being motherly. Whereas most females would instantly seek to comfort the child, Resin had to remind herself that this was something that should be done. Tam wanted her to be softer. To be nicer. Well then, there was only one option, wasn't there? She had to take the boy with her. Perhaps she could find it a home somewhere. At the moment, it didn't cross her mind to keep him. She would just take him home and dump him on Tam until something else came up.

Moving forward, the hulking woman looked down upon the crying child. 'Softer,' she reminded herself. She was trying to be softer for the sake of the children that Tamsyn had birthed. "She's gone," Her first words to the pup rumbled scratchily, though surprisingly soft. Resin had lost family. She knew what this was like, but empathy was difficult for her. She had to play a part for now. What had she done when her family was lost? "Would you like to help me bury her?" Obsidian ears flicked forward before the large fae moved away. Choosing a spot between two large mangroves, she began to dig. Thankfully the earth was fairly soft here thanks to the water content. If the boy wished to help her dig, he could. If not, that was fine as well. Scoop after scoop of dirt was scraped away and the hole was growing larger by the moment. They would be able to bury the woman and begin their trek back in no time.

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