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It seemed as though the Haskel-Catori household was in a permanent state of mourning. Their patriarch had given up on life, and only the attention of Charlotte and Amaranth kept him eating and drinking. Skoll had been away, and it seemed he might have officially moved out. Hati did not know where to go; the room he grew up in, the books he read cover to cover, the memories here... what was once a safe haven was now a prison, and it hurt everywhere he looked. A part of him still blamed Liam, though he suspected it was just a misdirected reaction to the heartache he felt whenever he saw the familiar shades of brown in his older brother's pelt. Hati wanted to escape, but he did not want to abandon his remaining family, either. He was torn.
The tall wolfdog wandered aimlessly through the house, looking for anything to distract him. The sound of humming in the kitchen drew him magnetically, remembering how their mother would sometimes sing as she cooked for them. Hati lingered in the doorway, watching silently as Liam's ward Caroline giggled and fled the room. The orphaned youth seemed to be the only one untouched by the tragedy.
Amaranth had been a familiar sight around the house for the past month or two. At first she had been the medic assisting their mother's recovery, and then... after it all ended, the temperamental red husky lingered, taking it upon herself to look after Vigilante's flagging spirit and fill the void Ayita had left behind. Hati knew little about his eldest sibling, other than her mate Niro and their two youngest children had some cave dwelling instead of a room at the Chien Hotel like most of his packmates. At least, they had when Heiro and Tasha were little; the news Skoll passed on was that Niro was bedridden and might be unable to walk for seasons. It must be a terrible burden, he realized sadly; Amaranth was stuck taking care of every single person in her life.
"Would you like some help?" Hati asked, ears falling back hesitantly. Of all his siblings, Amaranth was notorious for being the most volatile; he did not know what sort of mood she was in, or if she would want his morose company. Hati was a shadow haunting their house, drifting from room to room without uttering a word. If she didn't want him, he would leave her alone. He just thought... perhaps she might be as lonely as he was.
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