Bringing Fenix home had been the first step of things, but with the raid and her own need for rest it had been a couple days since she had seen him last. True to her word, however, Bellamy would come to check on Fenix the moment she was able.
Her shoulder still stung, a matching wound to her other one. Fitting, perhaps, a mark of strikes. She never figured herself a perfect being, far from it… but the worry about the pain that would fall on her family, for the anger that would stir in them from her hurts… It worried the woman greatly. This far only Hay knew the full extent of what had happened, many wolves knew bits and pieces. Bellamy didn't like to bring up the past and even now she sought some way to run from it. But Bellamy knew… the fall was just beginning.
Pushing it to the back of her mind, the old femme kept on until she found him. He was by the creek, and with a grunt the woman flopped beside him and dropped the dik dik between them. “You need to be eating all you can.” Her voice was gentle, attempting to offer comfort in her tone. “I'm sorry I was not able to come sooner… the events of the raid had my family… concerned.” She waved a paw. She didn't want to talk about that.
[b]“How are you settling back in? Do you need fresh bedding? I can help you get some.”
"Speech," 'Thought.'
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Mental health (particularly depression and anxiety) is extremely bad. Currently unable to handle IC conflict or conflict between characters, pack related or individual. I am struggling to post even simple things and will not be able to continue with thread if approached. Sorry for the inconvenience but I just can't right now.
Bellamy has two companions - a Tasmanian devil and an American badger. Unless otherwise mentioned IC, assume that they are close by.
Berserker
