a moment not so alone

Being at the mercy of others was... difficult. Valtiel was a very 'do it yourself' lady and relying on others just wasn't her strong suit. Even though she didn't have much choice at the moment, it bothered her. The wounds in her neck and shoulder were stiff, preventing much movement. Still, Valtiel did her best to keep the sleeping space neat and tidy, organizing the furs once Tenshi and Vidarr woke for the day. After that, the dark lady just tried to stay out of the way.

Orange and gold eyes followed the movement of Tenshi as the larger woman began moving about her den. Val said nothing until the gold flecked fae settled down and asked if she wanted tea. The spiral-striped fae lifted her head from her paws and gave a gentle nod of acceptance, careful not to put too much strain on her wounds with the action.

As they waited for the tea, Valtiel spoke, her voice still a little scratchy from grief. "I've requested my own space. It's not fair to you for me to invade your home." Vidarr hadn't seemed on board with the idea. Maybe Tenshi would. Not only did Val want to give the wolves their privacy, but she would like time and space to think; to put herself back together.

"Valtiel"