Hurt goes

Gloom spent a lot of her time right now sleeping, that and getting up to feed herself and relieve herself on occasion were about all she was capable of right now and even those last two were probably not as frequent as what would be healthy. She didn't know... Audra had been the healer. The scar on her foreleg ached whenever she thought of how Audra had taken care of them, not just Gloom but the pack as a whole. Not that her sleep was deep most of the time right now. The sound of paws and a rustling beyond her door roused the grieving woman. Her eyes slowly opened to the room she'd once shared with the earthen woman, they were sore from having cried herself to sleep only a few hours prior.

She should have just gone back to sleep but her stomach took its opportunity to remind her she wasn't exactly feeding herself much lately. Sighing she pulled herself from the now too empty bed and shuffled her way to the door. The somewhat drowned daffodils at the threshold stopped Gloom once the door had been opened. She looked down at them, a complex swirl of emotions flowing through her. She was living in a crypt, clinging desperately the last things she had of Audra.

"Oh..." The sound was a whisper, and it took all her strength not to collapse and immediately start crying again. She didn't even see the tiny wolf that had left the flowers, all she could focus on was them  resting inches from her paws and the way it made her feel to see them.

"Speech"