Tell Me What To Do

It felt like it had been... ages since she lost the babies. So much had happened since then... or maybe it was just how much she was outside of the band. Duchess had found ways to help her fill the void, even if it wasn't permanent or long lasting. She wanted to feel anything, something to make her want to stay here on this earth. It wasn't much, but it was enough.

After she had been missing for some time, Emersyn had brought her back and put her back at home. She almost felt like it was harder here with her ailments than back at the prison cell. She knew truly how Gypsy felt, or so she thought. Maybe she wasn't being so mindful. She acted stronger than she was these days, she didn't want anyone to pity her. She had put them all through enough.

Was it night? She couldn't tell sight or not other than the fact that the band was camped out and Emersyn on the usual patrol. She was learning to use her other senses as time went on as hard as it was. She didn't know that the blindness was actually temporary and would be lifted at some point.

She quietly made her way over to Indigo's den, sneaking in as if no one else could see her. Her paws were careful entering, searching for his form. Once she made contact with him, she attempted to find her way between his massive paws, facing him. If she had found a way to make herself feel better, maybe it would make him feel better too.

"Duchess"