Out of Character, Word Count, Etc.
Io sat on the floor of her cave, her back pressed up against the rocky wall, hair hanging like thin snakes around her body. Not brushed and uncared for. They were dead, just like she knew they would be. Three males, all black. She didn’t check for eye colour. Despite her usual personality that was one thing she would not do. The lay half wrapped up in a blanket, a few metres away from the hybrid herself.
Closing her eyes and letting her head drop back against the wall, she let out a sorrowful howl. Aeron would hopefully come soon, Io would have disposed of them herself, but the truth was she was just too tired. They came into the world and exited it maybe just over an hour ago. Io had to smile, she had done it all by herself, no help. Part of her brain pondered whether, had Aeron or someone else been there, they would have survived. No, they would have died all the same. There was nothing anyone could have done. Aeron had still not returned, so with a howl she called out. Her howl was not directed at Aeron in particular, just t anybody who was passing by, But perhaps Aeron had heard it all the same. It did not matter to the hybrid, she did not care who got rid of them. Just as long as they were gone.
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