beat and broken
03-23-2021, 10:51 AM
All Chrystelle could really feel as she slowly started heading back to Incendium was guilt and worry. She knew logically that it wasn't her fault and that she didn't need to be responsible for her siblings when she seemed to barely be able to be responsible for herself, but she still did. She hadn't been able to care for anyone for so long - in fact she was the one being cared for through the whole first half of her life while sickness kept her bound to the den. But now that she could contribute and help she felt guilty for not trying to find him sooner and for not keeping tabs on her siblings in general. Now that both of their parents were gone, they were all she had left. She hadn't really connected with anyone else in the pack as of yet so if she lost them she would truly feel alone.
She felt like there was so much more that he wasn't telling her when he only said that he wasn't good at caring for himself. He was in such bad shape that just "not caring for himself" didn't quite cut it. Also just from knowing her brother, she knew that something would have had to driven him to his point, though she wasn't sure what that something could have been. Either way though, she knew she had to make up for lost time and start caring for him now, she same way her family had cared for her when she needed them. Not knowing what else to say, she kept pushing forward toward the pack's lands so that she could get him back to her room and out of the cold. They could talk more after she made sure his wounds were treated. Right now all she could think of was making a mental list of what little herbs she had and a plan of action for when they finally made it back home.
"Chrystelle"
She felt like there was so much more that he wasn't telling her when he only said that he wasn't good at caring for himself. He was in such bad shape that just "not caring for himself" didn't quite cut it. Also just from knowing her brother, she knew that something would have had to driven him to his point, though she wasn't sure what that something could have been. Either way though, she knew she had to make up for lost time and start caring for him now, she same way her family had cared for her when she needed them. Not knowing what else to say, she kept pushing forward toward the pack's lands so that she could get him back to her room and out of the cold. They could talk more after she made sure his wounds were treated. Right now all she could think of was making a mental list of what little herbs she had and a plan of action for when they finally made it back home.
