How long had she been chasing him? It felt as though she was running in slow motion, and he was getting further and further away. Attempts to yell his name left her breathless and heaving for air, and by the time she had made it to the border, he was gone. "Boy...? Boy! Come back! Please... please!!" She screamed, tears welling up in her black eyes. A wail left her, and she sat down, defeated. It was only a matter of time before he found out. But maybe she should have waited.

Noise beyond the border made her look up, and then she wished she didn't. And she knew they weren't real, just an illusion of her mother and father. Mother, in all her beauty before the sickness, and Father, in all his courageous glory before he became cowardly. She stared, and for a moment she felt so small. Kold whimpered, whined, wept, but even so, she knew they weren't real.

"Dad! Dad, please! Why does it hurt so much?!?" She hollered, hunching over. It hurt so bad, the familiar pain of the accursed blood that ran in her veins. The blood she carried from her mother. It burned like fire in her heart. Another wail left her, and she felt the tears fall.

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    always dead followed after in time to see jor had caught up. she came to a stop, panting softly as she looked all over. the woman looked to jor, but he did nothing to help. her eyes narrowed at him a moment before she brushed past him to hobble over to kold on sore paws. the woman stopped beside kold and turned slightly.

pressing her flank to kold. not scared of the reaction the other might have. kold needed help and she was going to give it. so, she pressed to the woman, purring faintly in a soothing fashion. like a mother in a weird way. the woman would wait.

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She could hear and smell people approach, though she didn't do anything even after Always Dead had pressed against her side. It was went another sharp pain erupted in her heart that she fell over, opposite of Always as to not crush her. The mighty woman sobbed for a second, then looked around.

"Dad...?" She whispered, reaching a paw out toward Jormungand. Was he really there? Was she seeing him? Was she seeing her actual father? She continued to paw at him, tears falling onto the sand below. "He's gone, dad. He ran after i told him the truth... he's gone and its all my fault... all of it."

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    the woman shifted as kold fell to the ground. confused about what this truth was, but not going to pry. she would press her frame softly to kold and let the woman cry. as a mother, she understood. she understood her pain. her son and daughter were gone to her. she knew the pain of a loss like this and there was nothing that could be said. no words to take that pain away.

kold needed to cry it out and have support. so, the three legged feline simply offered that. a pelt to cry on. a shoulder to lean on. someone not judging or trying to tell her its fine. just a silent person to cry to. the best thing she could be.

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