Finding Cecily had certainly helped the woman slightly though the rest of her family were still lost to her, Taddeo and Valerius traceless from the horrid storm and Signy out who knew where in the world. Not to mention her fears still haunted her, Cecily hadn't asked what bothered her though it was clear that her daughter had noticed the change in her mother. Her sleeping pattern was kept regular only through Cecily's aid or else she likely would have kept herself awake till exhaustion, collapsing and awakening as her nightmares gripped her, repeating the same, self-destructing cycle over and over. One was enough to halt that, keep it at bay though there was still plenty of repair to be done, even now that Summer had ended and with it her heat, she was safe from that at least but the memories had been re-awoken from everything.
She would think herself dreaming now as she heard the familiar howl across the lands. This was a new form of torture, yet another way her mind had found to break her, imagining those she loved. Cecily was away at that moment, hunting for the pair of them and her mind would abuse that moment of isolation, cruelly taunting her with memories.
For whatever reason she chose to humour herself, to dare to venture out and prove that he wasn't there. There was of course a longing that he would be, but ever the pessimist she doubted there would be any sign of him. And yet, the negative thoughts would soon prove to be unnecessary, unless she truly was dreaming. He didn't look quite as well as she recalled him though he was there he really was there. She hadn't noticed that she had paused for that moment, golden gaze staring hardly able to believe the truth, all to suddenly though she would move, running the rest of the way to close the distance between them as she nuzzled into his form. Dream or not she would allow herself a moment of happiness.
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