The Summer Bonfire

This was not her first Bonfire festival, but what had changed over the last year? Not much at all. For her at least. Though maybe it was that way from some of her other siblings. Artorias was a lot to live up to though that was her brother and not her father. Maybe she had to remember that from time to time. She had lost so much time with them and she kept trying to move on. It wasn't easy. It was easy to keep to herself but hard to let go of this life that was stolen from her. She tried to be strong.

She was able to leave the pack lands on her own now. It was still a big leap but she had to remind herself of the time that had passed since her return. Hopefully no one was looking for her outside anymore. She had been gently been watching Artorias as he prepared the fire and when he called she would be nearby. Being around the whole pack wasn't easy for her but she got more used to it every time they had a big gathering. Still not a boisterous butterfly but not so much hidden in the shadows anymore. She knew her sisters would be somewhere nearby as well, but she would lock herself into the glow of the fire. The best thing for her.

"Asheila Carpathius"