What is dead may never truly die

Tahlia wriggled her muzzle away with a whine, still adamant that she needed to return and be awake. "Tahlia! What is happening back home? I cannot help you if you don't talk to me." His heart was breaking at seeing her like this. Bane didn't want to get more forceful with her. There was no pain in the afterlife, as he had found out with an accidental tumble one day. But it was seeming more and more like the viable option to get her to focus and say just what was going on.

Again she spoke of waking up. Desperate now, Bane taking another step towards her when he saw the tears. His neck wrapped around hers, a paw reaching around her neck as he sat. "I do not know Tahlia," Bane began as he leaned his head back to stare into her eyes. "I cannot help you if you don't tell me what has been happening. The name of our child. How you are back with our young." These was one thought in the back of his mind. Bane knew his wife to be strong when it came to their family. He didn't think she would have the capacity to take her own life when there was a family to look after. But the thought was already planted, and the more he held his mate he began to realize that there was nothing wrong with the family back home. There was something wrong with her. Bane's grip tightened slightly as he settled in to wait for her to tell him what had happened.