Dead get vacations?

Siren’s thoughts were always on her babies, once she had become a mother many of her priorities had shifted. She was no longer as selfish as she once was, no one had ever relied on her like Albion, Scylla, and even Cerberus did. When they were nursing she thought the task was difficult but now that they were sick her efforts were even more difficult. Siren had only just gotten her babies and their lives were already in danger.

The Queen had promised her daughter that she would fix her, but everything so far hadn’t helped them at all. Siren could keep them comfortable and alive for now, and that was what really scared her. These would be her only children, she couldn’t start over, they were far too precious to replace.

Delicate paws padded along the resort’s halls on her way to care for the ailing children when she was forced to halt. Dual toned eyes widened as she saw the ghost standing before her. She’d seen hints of spirits and she had always seen apparitions, but there was something about this man that was both familiar and terrifying.

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