"Never would have believed that I'd be returning to this place.."

Delilah's soft voice rang out as the pastel feline pawed at the boundary lines, those same borders that she had remembered the scent of- It was different. Everything was. Like things had moved, changed, switched around until they weren't the same anymore. Maybe it was fate, for such things to happen. Delilah would never know, truly.

The blind feline huffed a breath out, scratching at the horns atop her head that framed her face like a crown now. She was different- she had died once, came back, left- it was all an exhausted process, one that she would prefer not to go through again. It was a bit odd, however, how the forest always called her back. Always sang sweet melodies in her ears about the thrill of having her family back somehow.

As if her leaving originally wasn't a big deal.\

Shaking her head a little, the pastel felidae merely raised her head, a newfound sense of confidence in her small body despite the fact that she had once been such a softspoken, shy, androphobic little girl. She feared just what might happen when she was discovered- Would they remember her? Or would they continue on their way, shut her out, for she wasn't the same person whom she used to be.

Their lovely, worrisome little medic that had to depend on everyone else.

Disgusting.

"Hello? My name is Delilah Evergarden, I.. I'm a returning member- this is Tanglewood, correct?"

It was strange, being welcomed back to the place where she had been so terrified of returning to for so long. Normally, in her religion, spirits returned to the Earth Mother, where they would be reincarnated. Some were stuck in limbo. Delilah hadn't been so lucky, the grave she had been buried in.. It did something, and the demoness that had given her a second chance at life made sure it wasn't a good something.

Lilith enjoyed the chaos, after all.

The first person arrived, a familiar figure, someone she had known for a bit before she had passed. Crow Roux. He was larger than her, she knew- Maybe it was because of how high he spoke from, or something. Maybe it was just her imagination. Blind, pale eyes blinked for a moment as she listened to Crow speak, welcoming her back- he was shocked, she could hear it in his voice.

She couldn't help but smile a little when he said her name- it felt nice to be called by her name, to be called at all.

"I'm happy to see you're still alive and well- how is everything? Morgan, Vigenere? What about Arrow?" She asked softly, her fluffy tail curling around her paws, before tapping on the ground to check for any rocks or such that could trip her up. The girl chuckled softly, her head tilting a little before her ears twitched and flipped up when she heard another familiar voice.

"My, My! Your voice has gotten a bit deeper- you must've grown a lot, too, Selby." Delilah chimed happily, the three legged felidae nearly toppling over when she heard his voice. It had been many months since she had last seen him- was he taller than her now? She was always quite tiny for a maine coon.

A soft purr rumbled in her throat as a new scent invaded her nose, the felidae flicking her head over to the direction where there was someone new that smelled of Tanglewood nearby. She wouldn't say much, just nod her head blindly in the direct the other male was at, before turning her gaze back to the group of people gathering.

Her heart stopped when she heard a voice, though. Deep, gruff.

Leroy.

"Leroy-" Delilah gasped out softly, taking a step forward before halting. She remembered, the feeling of choking on her own blood, the pain- It made her figure quiver for a moment before the sound of Lilith speaking in her head making her snap back to reality.  The pastel feline darted forward, slipping between Leroy's long legs to brush her fluffy body against his legs in greeting, a loud purr escaping her throat.

She didn't blame anyone for her death- it was her fault that she was too weak to defend herself.

"It's so good to see all of you- I missed you guys so much! You sound so tired, Leroy- have you been sleeping? eating? Don't tell me you dropped another boombox on yourself-"