I'll be right beside you, dear

Alpine would return from the crater, his search seemingly fruitless. She would offer him a light smile and a similar nudge as his form was brought towards her. It was obvious in his eyes that he too was slightly disappointed with the available selection of flowers. Though it was sad she was growing attached to them, the damage shown on them has been from the falling of a star. The star she and Alpine had wished upon and followed to its resting place. They were like Sharing a keepsake from one of the most memorable nights she had the blessing of enjoying. She would imagine that Fern would have been amazed by the fallen star, but as it was Twig knew she was out there enjoying the stars in the sky up close. The cross marked girl would be drawn from her thoughts as Alpine's gentle words and touch would urge her on. They had flowers to deliver. Alpine would manage to find a sunflower as they walked, the touching notion would help keep her going.?

Each step seemed like an eternity, there was a giant pit within her stomach that felt too much like dread. She had come so far in her recovery there was a worry that seeing that gentle hillside up close would cause her to come crumbling down. She would feel herself lean closer into Alpine's side, desperately searching for his comfort. Heavy paws would keep going however slow they might have been. As she found her way out of the trees she would find her gaze automatically averted from where her daughter lay. The familiar hole within her chest would pulse with the pain of loss. Immediately she would regret her decision, but before she could turn away the faintest of voices would whisper within the depths of her heart. I knew you'd come. Twig's features would be pushed to look forward, a vision of perfection reaching her eyes for but a moment. Flowers would fall from her lips, for the most beautiful second of her life she would look once again upon the gorgeous face of Fern. The shock would not last though, as soon as she saw her the girl would dissipate. Leaving Twig staring broken hearted once again at the tiny grave.?

Hibiscus forgotten Twig would find herself weeping upon the disturbed ground. The loss filling her up once more, "Fern.." she would cry. Marked features would shake as her orchid gaze would lift to the sky, the light of the day almost completely gone. The misty rain would continue to come down upon her, beginning to soak her plush fur and mixing with the bitter tears that fell from her cheeks. "Come back." she would mourn, her breaths would come in harsh intakes as she let the emotions fall from her. Silvery crown would fall to her slate covered paws as she wished so desperately for her child.?