i'm alone in the world

Recluse had no delusions about how most of her children felt about their younger siblings. Few enough of her eldest children had shown any care for their younger siblings and she hardly expected her younger litter to like the one that wriggled around in her womb now. Wendigo seemed the biggest exception, poor sick Wendi. Misery at least seemed to have given one or two of his younger siblings a chance but the rest? Well, she would never force them to be friends, only asked that they tolerate each other enough to needlessly harm each other, something she sometimes felt like some of them felt was still asking too much of her. Recluse could only hope that her love for them was returned enough that her children would respect her wishes on this.

For now, it seemed, that was true enough as Widow approached her, Recluse wasn't asleep per se but she was resting, she was laying in her nest with eyes closed but her head was up and she turned her head slightly as her daughter approached. "I'm awake." She said softly, loud enough for her daughter to hear but there was still clear exhaustion in her tone, taking whatever brief moment of respite she could get to rest her poor body. "You can come in." She said, chuckling lightly.

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