Sorrowful Hearts // Searching / Joining

[CLEMENTINE P.]

▹▹▹▹Clementine froze at the sight of her father in the distance, emotions bubbling back up in her all at once as she stared upon his familiar form, pinrpicks of anger and relief, sorrow and joy all at once flooding her as she found herself embraced before she could even shift to move a paw. He had gone, he had disappeard, without a single word, and yet here he was, blubbering his same apologies with near crocodile tears, the same sight she had been greeted with the first time he had gone, the first time that he had left her on her own, wondering where her only family had gone. I'm here Clem, he said, as if she were no more than an image that threatened to disappear, still finding herself sinking into his fur in relief as her little paws clung to him, even as he began to pull away. Her gaze upturned to him all the same as he began to speak his explanations, half-truths and subtle words, a vague answer to his lack of appearance in the recent days. It's okay now he insisted, which made Clem's brow furrow softly. She wasn't stupid, as much as she wanted to believe him- if he really didn't leave of his own accord, if there really was just a 'misunderstanding' he had to clear up, he would have said that! Wouldn't he?

She barely had time to register anything; his appearance, his slightly dishelved appearance, the guilt and concern written around her face, his hesitancy and the familiar scent of his fur, now mingling with that of the area around her, just another thing to seperate them again. "Staying?" her little voice echoed, her gaze slowly drawing around the area and Isabelle for a moment. Staying, again? Moving, again? There was a faint glimmer of hope and... something else in her father's voice, something that she couldn't really pinpoint. Was it uncertainty? Was it something else? It was harder and harder to read her father lately. Where once she was willing to accept anything he said with no more than a bat of an eye, she was beginning to grow, beginning to question. And perhaps that was for a good reason as Moon soon appeared next to them all, making Clem jump faintly at the sudden voice as her gaze swung upwards.

Sorry the voice chimed, false and slitered as a snake, uncaring. Dadnap for a Kidnap. The words took a few moments to sink in, the almost lighthearted joking of the phrase severly undermining the truth of the situation, her gaze turning back to her father and his previously vague words, and back, her head working everthing through. He was here, he wanted to stay- he wanted her to stay again, and he had been kidnapped? Sunhaven had takaen someone? And their previous leader was now being called a crazy- Well, she couldn't say such a word without being repirmanded, but everything was dizzying. "Dad?" her voice said again, more softly, more confused and concerend as she took in his ragged appearance once more, her paw softly touching his cheek as a frown pulled at her face. "They took you, and you want to stay here?" she asked, more softly, nearly whispered to his ear as disbelief began to cross her face. She didn't get it... She didn't get it one bit. But, then again, Isabelle had been nice- Was she even considering this? Was her father mad?! At the same time, she could not leave him. At the same time, what did Sunhaven have to offer her? Her little head swam uncertaintly as she took a faint step away, turning her gaze back to Moon, who seemed in the present moment the most in charge. Everything else in her body was telling her to hide, to cower at her father's side, but there was another part of her, taking in her father's appearance here and his presence that made her stand a little taller. "You... You didn't hurt him, right? You didn't do anything?"

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