feelings? eaten. belly? round

Being here again made Ophie feel weird. Not Boreas in general but here, home, or at least where home used to be. She breathed deep, half expecting to catch the scent of Sirius' marked patrols, but of course he was long gone. Everyone was gone. Mixed feelings stirred in her chest, the chilly winter air rustled the distant grass beyond. Sometimes Zee would call out to her on the beach, demanding that it was bath time because Ophie had inevitably gotten all stinky from rolling in mud and dead things. She'd been told by a very smart pig that dwelling on the past wasn't always so helpful, that pain wasn't a teacher or a punishment for sins committed. Pain was pain, and it was okay to hurt.

She sniffled a little, watching the waves. Not realising she wasn't alone as she'd first thought.