I'll Always Find My Way Back To You

With the dreaded disease that had plagued her finally banished by sunlight, Theory's attentions had turned back towards the pack. Coming out on the other side of it all felt worse than taking a beating. She was battered, mind, body, and soul. Rhyme's loss was felt deeply. The land itself seemed to weep for what the curse had cost it - rains came more frequently, and heavy ones at that. But part of her remained stalwart: it was only spring, and with spring came rain. She answered the familiar call as quickly as she could, although her stamina had been shot by the ooze. Theo blinked in surprise to find Sparhawk returned and her sister rightfully attached to his side. "Hello!" she said, bewildered. He had left with few words, but he had seemed compelled to take on some task in his ancestral lands. She wouldn't begrudge a wolf that. "Welcome home," Theory added, her surprise turning into a genuine smile. She wouldn't treat the husband of her sister any other worry. The way Poem slumped against him, relief written all over her body... they were truly bonded. An ache stabbed her heart at the sight of it. It was a feeling she had maybe never experienced, but she was glad he brought such comfort to Poem.