Be my eyes, be my ears

She couldn't get it out of her head, seeing Sirius begging to let him join his lost wife, refusing to leave the burning embers of the fire. Worried wasn't strong enough a word to describe how she felt for her friend. She had been in his position, skirting the edge of a cliff, wishing she could just take one more step and just be done with it. She was afraid for him, terrified even. She had put off her concerns over Resin again and again until it was too late - she refused to do the same with Sirius. She couldn't lose another one. She couldn't.

Tamsyn slipped away after the funeral, exhausted and expected back at the healer's den, but she had to find Asla first. She remembered what Sirius had told her about the girl growing into a fine leader and knew that if anyone in this pack would have the guts to stand their ground with Sirius it would be her. She limped over to where Asla was standing, giving the Reaper's shoulder a bump with her head and nodded off to the side, hoping to lead her away from the group for a moment.

Once they were far enough away that they wouldn't be over heard, she turned to face Asla, settling down onto her haunches to get the weight off of her injured... well, injured everything. There wasn't a single part of her that didn't hurt at this point and it had all begun to blend together into a constant, steady ache that she could tune out like a buzzing in her ears. "I'm sorry to bother you after.. all of this," she began, giving a tired wave of her paw to everything behind them. "I just don't know when I would get to talk to you before I have to go back to the Hallows and I won't forgive myself if I don't mention it to someone else."












"Tamsyn" | "Blue"