Living hell

Empousa was worried, and it was an odd feeling for the woman to experience. Her care was not usually given so freely, but the earthen colored woman she had spent a whole day with, traveled to an island with and spoke to with no fear of having her words and memories used against her, had changed her just a little. She drew herself past Jay's homelands, where she was going to call for her, to offer her support, condolences, whatever she needed. But as she had approached the border she could scent Jay on the wind and ground and decided to follow her tracks instead, walking briskly until she saw Jay's form on the horizon.

Em felt sad, genuinely sad for the girl before her. And she did not know what to say, her mind reeled at the revelation that for once she was speechless. But she wanted to be there for Jay, she had been so kind, so undeserving to see her father suffer such a gruesome fate. Paws landed just a smidge more heavily as she got closer to Jay, not wanting to startle the poor girl. "I'm here for you if you wish for anything," she said softly, leaning her head down to brush her muzzle against the girl's neck and cheek if she let her. If she needed a hug, Empousa would give it, if she needed anything, she would try and give it. Right now, for once, she does not care about herself but instead about Jay. It was odd, but she didn't dwell on her care for the girl right now, it was not the time to. "I am sorry Jay, I know the pain of loss is overwhelming." she continued after a while, sitting on her haunches beside the girl. Her eyes never left Jay, and oddly enough just for once Empousa's eyes seemed to shine with an unforgettable sadness for the girl before her. She knew at the end of the day, no words could really fix the sadness and grief that Jay could be experiencing.

"Speach"