cheerful as an empty handed search party

Gloom · Updated 04/30/23:

The feelings that hung over the group were hardly happy ones. It was a bittersweet taste for Gloom, home, the only home she'd ever known, and yet she was returning without her mother or sister with her, the possibility they were well and truly dead was a nagging fear at the back of her mind. More than that though the return to Abaven brought back the familiar tang of fear, her body language shifting from her new usual back to who she used to be, her limbs folding to hold her closer to the ground, tail tucked and ears pulling back as they neared the pack's borders.

There was also of course her brother's relationship with Plague... though he had promised Spirit he wouldn't take Void from them Gloom could see the two were close and unlikely to simply sit on their laurels and not seek to spend more time together. She could only hope that Plague might honor his promise and join them in Abaven... but the fear that her brother was only a moment away from leaving her and her only remaining sibling also swirled in the back of her mind.

Gloom slid up beside Void, slightly behind him as if hiding behind his forelegs, a soft whine slipping from her lips as she brushed up against him, trying desperately to find comfort in his contact.

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