You wear her face

Things had certainly been lively around the castle immediately following the birth of her children—not all for pleasant reasons, but lively all the same. It felt like she hadn't had a moment to really pause since they were born. Of course she had kind of expected as much considering just how large their litter had been and didn't underestimate how full her paws would be because of that, but the very sudden death of her mother and the fact that they were now playing host and partial caretakers of her youngest siblings was something that she hadn't been expecting to juggle was well. She had taken on the responsibility without a second thought, but she was most certainly exhausted by the end of the day after taking care of her own pups, her siblings, and still tending to the pack as a whole. Artorias had already experienced and pulled her back from her breaking point and she did feel better after getting to vent some of her grief with him, but she knew she needed to check with her father and see what the plan ultimately would be.

After the pups had all had their breakfast and were let loose to have their day of adventures within the safety of the Hallow's borders, she went in search of her father. She found him pacing along one of the castle's parapets and she paused as she peeked around a corner at him and watched him for a moment. She had experienced and comforted him through his grief once already and had hoped to never have to do so again after her mother returned, but here they were. She lifted a paw to rub over the small scars that marred her throat as she sighed quietly, gathering her thoughts before she stepped out into view and walked over to join him at the parapet. "Dad," she greeted simply in response, her ears flicking slightly at the coldness of his tone. She understood why—it was the same reason why Andromeda had mistaken her for their mother just the other day—but it still bothered her slightly. She nodded to confirm what he had heard and replied, "Of course, you don't have to thank me. It's easy enough to include them in on the meal times with our pups." She gave him a curious glance and asked, "How are you doing?" even though she felt like she already knew the answer and it felt silly to even ask.

"Briar Carpathius"