Learn to live with the unimaginable

Daphne had a hard time adjusting to the move and all that came with it. It had taken her longer than the others to settle on a room, longer to venture from the castle, to get her bearings,  and longer yet to adjust to to bone biting cold that had settled across the lands. She had wanted to be a healer, and while she knew there was little chance of finding anything of use beneath the snow, it didn't stop her from looking whenever she decided to ghost along one of her siblings trails to keep an eye on the borders, lumbering along now she was beginning to grow into her paws.

She had half a mind to ignore Ulric's call. Her mother was the Aegis, not him. He didn't really have a right to summon anyone but his own kin. There was a sinking feeling in her gut though. She knew things were bad, in the way of children though, she was just refusing to acknowledge just how bad.

The girl didn't rush, taking her sweet time to arrive and refusing to lower her head an inch. Daphne sat alongside her brother, leaning into his shoulder slightly before straightening again. Her face was blank, though her mismatched eyes stared ahead unblinking. She shouldn't have come. If she just kept ignoring the problem, then everything had to get better, right? Talking about it would make it real, and it couldn't be real. It wasn't allowed to be real.

"speech".