I Can't Drown My Demons

Walk | "Talk" | Think
The talk of Lirim being handed over at the meeting had weighed heavily on Aranea. It meant a lot for her emotionally and she was sure it did for Torin as well. She sought him out around the den sites hoping she would be able to catch him in between duties. Whether it was around his den or just around the lands she would hastily try to catch his attention and join him in whatever he was doing. "Torin?" She spoke out softly, the discomfort probably easy to find in her voice. "I wanted to talk to you about leaving Lirim." She didn't mean it harshly. But honestly her heart was aching not only for him and his family but for this being the fifth pack she had lived in throughout her life and it seemed she could never make amends in each one.