It was a sad truth but this wasn't the first time that Andromeda Olympus had known difficulty in her life. This however was perhaps the worst pain she had experienced. When kidnapped, she had still been around her siblings and Katja hadn't treated them badly. When abandoned she still had her siblings around her and further family that still would have welcomed her to join them.
They seemed such minimal complications now in comparison to the trouble in her life now. There was no threat to her life, nothing she could strive for to make it all go away. Sigmarr and Nemesis had both been taken from this world, the pain of grief was heavy in her heart and most certainly weighed her down. Her remaining siblings had scattered in their own turmoil, they should have all been together and yet she had no idea where any but Kassander could be found.
Fiori had seemed like a good plan. They had offered a safe house to the wolves of Ebony during the siege, perhaps now they would offer a similar welcome as the remnants of the pack attempted to piece back together their lives. There was Pantheon as well but Fiori was closer to Ebony in terms of distance and general relations.
And yet here she was now, having overshot and gone past the pack. She knew it as well, some part of her was stalling, taking a long route around and she couldn't really get to grips with why. Silently she would continue, her paws intending to lead her back towards Fiori but her mind not honestly paying enough attention as to whether they would succeed in that goal or even anything around the lands. Epiphron wasn't far away now, her scent would soon be detectable, and yet Andromeda continued on oblivious to the presence of another.
