ROUND WE GO && Private;; Selby

[trojan g.]

[align=center][div style="bgcolor= black; width: 500px; font-family: georgia;font-size:12px;text-align:justify"]It was at this point in the conversation that Moth began to stir, moving up and forward until she was in a hunched sitting position, closer to Selby than she had been at first, ears pricked as she listened to the male's words, listening as he began to speak about his sister, and her lax expression grew into a slight frown of concern. "I'm sorry about Pastel." she would speak, thinking about the words that she would speak in an attempt to comfort the other, "I wish she hadn't gone in the way she had, and that I could have met her one day. I don't know how you feel exactly, and I don't want to pretend to know..." She would trail off, ears flicking backwards for a moment as she thought. She hadn't seen the body of her mother, but she had seen her father's body when he had died, and it had been horrible on her, and that had been soon after he died instead of a while after, so he had been buried before he ended up rotting like Pastel had.

"But I do know that even though bad things happened to her, and no one would have wanted to see that, especially you and Crow, but eventually it'll be easier to rest, just knowing that even though her life has come to an end, she made it home in the end where she was loved." She could only hope her words would help Selby out in some way, even if it wasn't now. Reaching over onto the ground next to her, Moth would reach inside her bag that she carried with her, carefully clawing out a handkerchief of some sort and held out a paw towards Selby in case he needed it.