judge, jury, executioner

He hadn’t really been the same since Aslatiel left but Indigo had forced himself to return to his regular duties. Finding his routine again helped him greatly but he was still shell like as he went through the motions that became his life. Indigo took almost a week after he spoke to Emersyn to call the band together to address the situation they were forced into. He was the leader, he was the one who chose this path. At the time he hadn’t known how strong he had to be, but there was no choice anymore. He hurt everyday but that was the burden he placed on himself and the punishment he would bear for misplacing his trust.

After his first patrol of the day Indigo returned to camp, everyone was at least stirring from their beds as Indigo made his way to the campfire that served as their hearth. He restrained the heavy sigh that wanted to fall from his lips and remained serious as blue eyes lingered on the small flames before him. Indigo lowered himself to his haunches and closed his eyes.

"Everyone.” He asked for their attention. "If I could gather all of you.” Indigo continued, opening his eyes as he searched for Duchess and motioned her to sit closer to him before he began to speak about what they faced.

"Speech"