i gotta be honest guys

Zoey had more than her fair share of fallen packs in her lifetime - perhaps more than most wolves. One had fallen due to a leader’s disappearance, the other a mysterious and violent demise in the snow. This one, well..at least they were all together. The young girl was not horribly impacted unlike the past two disbandments - because the wolves she had grown close to and enjoyed the company of were still here. Alive and well. That was all the scholar could really ask for.

She had heard of Celeste being very ill; the woman had isolated herself away from her pack and Zoey had been increasingly concerned for her wellbeing. The fear of abandonment gnawed at her gut the whole time, her mind racing with worry and fear that she had been left alone then again. But she hasn’t, because the lady she looked up to, as a mentor and friend, was there in the flesh. A sad howl fell from Cel’s lips but Zoey had already trotted towards her, bushy tail wagging behind her. A small satchel containing her prized relics - studies in progress - clutched in her maw. Approaching the koi, she dropped her bag gently on the sand and sat next to her, also offering the brightest of smiles to Ulmaria. Another friend was here! They’d stay by Cel’s side no matter what happened.

"I’m glad you’re feeling better, Miss Celeste," The girl spoke, adjusting her goggles against the always-hot desert wind. "Erm, do you know what’s gonna happen now? We’ll still be all together..right?" She couldn’t help but let her fears be vocal, her brow creasing slightly. Would Celeste wish to be alone? Would they all need to spread out again?
"Speech!"

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