Take Me Down

She wished she could manage to get herself to her paws to help Ulric and the others as they prepared to bury Resin, but she couldn't do it. She followed beside Resin's body as they moved her broken from aside and sat by her dutifully, watching the others move around her like some kind of morbid movie. The bodies of the massive dire wolves went away, the signs of the struggle began to disappear, her sweet daughter brought something to cover Resin's body to hide the massive wounds that had finally been her undoing. And she sat next to Resin, sometimes crying, sometimes staring off into space. If anyone came to speak with her she wouldn't know it. Her ears were ringing and her chest felt hollow, completely unresponsive to the rest of the world.

She flinched a little at Ulric's howl, the sound pulling her out of her stupor enough to glance up at the Aegis before looking down at Resin's shrouded form again with a trembling sigh. She knew it had to be done, but she wasn't ready. She didn't think she'd ever be ready. She glanced up at Sirius, at her children, at all the wolves that would begin to gather around to say goodbye and she swallowed back more tears. It was too much for her to process, too much for her to think about. It all hurt. Everything hurt. All of the pain she had felt when Resin first began to slip, when she was bitten, when Resin locked herself away - it all returned ten fold and created an awful emptiness in her chest that she couldn't escape.

Tamsyn Carpathius