Standing together

Time in the cave was long and already the days felt as through they blurred into one. It was almost always dark, with the storm raging on outside, with the land still in its grasp. She had laid out long, sturdy leaves partly outside the cave to catch the rain water, the wolves only needed to take a step forward to drink, after all the sky was offering all the water they could ask for... but the girl was very worried about her brother. He barely lifted his head or showed signs of life. She had heard, late, about the death of a wolf in his care and knew he blamed himself. She wouldn't be surprised if he blamed himself for this storm, never mind that not even her brother could fight the weather.



She roamed to his side often, slept beside him before rising and doing her rounds of the pack members. She walked among the members, attempting to offer them reassurance and place herself in their view if any held questions. She was trying to be strong so that Bass didn't have to, so that he could rest and recover his body and his spirit. She stopped by the cave mouth, staring out at the endless winds and the rain that had started up again after a short respite. She shivered, from looking at the strength of the storm and feeling its brisk winds against her coat, she just hoped it would all be over soon and they could return to Abaven and asses the damage.