regain the natural cycle

[Corona Lykoi]

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_____She stepped out from the tall doorway of the mansion into the cool rain and pulled the door to behind her with a faint click. The fact that it was damp outside yet another day didn't deter her any, there was much to be done. Corona had been spending a little more time scoping out parts of Inferni, getting a better bearing of the terrain that was beginning to seem a bit more like home. Or that was at least what she was trying to resolve it to, because that what it was going to be home. You belong with me, and with your family, were the very words that Gabriel had said and they had stuck with her.


_____As she meandered through the forest, she sifted through her jumbled thoughts and tried to organise them once again. Between needing to head back to Esper Hollow to check up on everyone and still keeping an eye on Talitha (even though Andrezej was dead and gone), she had let a lot of things go to waste in the past days. Like Andrezej, for instance. She had only met him once and the second time she met him it was when he was meeting death at the hands of his own family. They had stripped him of his life and of his name, but it had still affected her in ways that she didn't quite grasp.


_____It wasn't him so much that she thought about as it was her own mother, who had become the elusive ghost. Corona had assumed she had gone away to die, her body simply too taxed and too tired to keep hanging on and fighting the good fight, but sometimes she couldn't help but wonder. She plopped down at the water's edge and sat cross-legged, letting her arms drape over her legs to toy with the damp sand. Her bangs fell into her line of sight but it didn't matter much, because Corona wasn't paying attention to her surroundings, just thinking. Pondering those millions of what ifs.

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[Sirius Revlis]

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ooc: A giggle escaped him as he flicked his tail away from Squirk. Sometimes it felt like the squirrel really grabbed onto it, but other times he was sure that he must have just imagined the tiny little claws in his fur. It wasn't possible for an imaginary friend to grab you, was it? Sirius didn't know that Squirk was a ghost...all he knew was that Squirk was his friend and that he hated to be away from him. His paws made light sounds against the ground as he walked along the beach. The squirrel was running along behind him, gray eyes bright as he made snatches at Sirius' tail. "Squirk, you can't catch me! I'm faster!!" He said, looking back at the ghost.

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[Corona Lykoi]

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_____It was even strange to know that not too far down the coast and slightly around the curvature of the shore was the very place where he had met his end and yet she was able to sit there as though nothing had happened at all. Rachias had buried him, or so she assumed, because she had been around and the carrion that had formerly circled the sky no longer did such a thing. Corona wondered if her mother had gone away and died if someone would have done the same for her. Even if it would have been a random stranger who dug and left an unmarked grave somewhere. Arkham had never been found so Corona also assumed that the fire had gotten him, letting him be ashes scattered in the wind.


_____And somewhere on the other side of that mountain, Ikatha and Baneesh were buried on the sandy shores where they had been born, right along with the others who had fought and died all in the name of their leaders. But she hardly remembered her litter mates that had died, they were distant memories altogether. Baneesh had been just as small as she was, but he had truly been the runt of their litter. He had taken the fiery personality of not listening and duly paid for it in the end; Gabriel could have met his end just as easily that day. Ikatha had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time months down the road. And their deaths had been avenged.


_____She didn't hear the hollering of the boy who was running down the shore, so she didn't turn to look at him either. It wasn't a case of ignoring him, but more of the fact that she was so engrossed in her own recollections by then that she was almost like a sitting corpse herself; eyes out of focus and slightly glazed while her hands worked with a mind of their own, pushing the sand around into a neat little mound.

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