03-04-2021, 09:12 PM
She had said she would go on the search patrol. She felt obligated to do so despite the conflicts that she and Aurum had had in the past. She still remembered coming to Tanglewood and how small it had been then. Doing her best to help where she could before they were taken over. It had just been the worst possible moment and things only got worse. Especially given the fact that they had let Atticus risk everything to help them only for him to be captured. They should have tried to rescue him but all they did was sit around and let things get worse till the lioness said no more. She snapped and attacked Stryker at any give moment she could. Then the Typhoon had come. Aurum had led the charge. It felt odd not seeing bus presence at any location that Moth had chosen but she simply tried to keep up hope. After all Aurum was too strong to give up without a fight. And even then she didn't think that anything bad had happened to him. Maybe he was just solo patrolling or just taking a walk.
She tried not to think of how stale his scent was. Tried to be as positive as she could as she followed Moth into the graveyard. Her paws hesitated the deeper in they went but the woman forced herself to continue. As the fog rolled in she found her eyes narrowing, taking in a deep breath as she felt a presence rbee. Something dark. It was suffocating almost and she swallowed thickly before her eyes settled on the crumpled bodies. No. No. It couldn't be. Not both of them. She didn't move any closer but Moth had already raced forward. The confirmation of her tears was all that was needed and she felt a pain strike into her heart. The lioness wept silently. Quietly. Holding in wails. Ana's shrill cries turning into background noise. The events washing through her head. Images of blood splattering the ground. Her claws pressed into the soft earth and she rose her head to the sky, jaws parting and yet no scream came. She simply strained her throat on a silent scream as the tears dampened her fur around her eyes.
She tried not to think of how stale his scent was. Tried to be as positive as she could as she followed Moth into the graveyard. Her paws hesitated the deeper in they went but the woman forced herself to continue. As the fog rolled in she found her eyes narrowing, taking in a deep breath as she felt a presence rbee. Something dark. It was suffocating almost and she swallowed thickly before her eyes settled on the crumpled bodies. No. No. It couldn't be. Not both of them. She didn't move any closer but Moth had already raced forward. The confirmation of her tears was all that was needed and she felt a pain strike into her heart. The lioness wept silently. Quietly. Holding in wails. Ana's shrill cries turning into background noise. The events washing through her head. Images of blood splattering the ground. Her claws pressed into the soft earth and she rose her head to the sky, jaws parting and yet no scream came. She simply strained her throat on a silent scream as the tears dampened her fur around her eyes.