The moon was high in the sky by the time the dark Archer made it back between the borders, tired but overall in a fairly good mood. She was happy to see her friend and see him well and even though her run-in with Lorcan had left her with a bitter taste in her mouth she decided to not let that dampen her mood. There were plenty of other things to be thankful for, such as that things around the Willows seemed to be much calmer. She had her father and brother still and everyone in her family was safe, even after Romanov had had that run in with the cat.
When the thought of her brother came to mind she thought to pay him a visit. He’d been even more secluded than before since the attack, wallowing in his new scars. She wished he would get out more, do more instead of being hulled up all the time. But as the saying went, you could lead a horse to water but you couldn’t make it drink. She headed to his den, a lively skip in her step. Oh, she was so going to pester him until he agreed to come on a walk with her. She arrived and with a big breath she poked her head in suddenly, Rom! she hollered with a wag of her tail and a mischievous smile on her lips. But, he wasn’t there? Hm, how strange. Maybe he was already out on a walk? He certainly was a night owl. So, the dark girl turned and went on a hunt for her littermate.
A few hours past and she’d done loops of the border, inside and out and he was nowhere to be found. His scent was almost completely gone, her heart thundered in her chest. Where was he? Where could he be? She discovered a trail that seemed to lead out to the rise and she followed after it at a run, panic rising in her with every footfall. Eventually, even that scent was washed away. She stood at the end, staring off in the direction that he had to have gone. Her heart beat slowed down until she felt...hollow. Slowly, she turned and meandered her way back to the den where her sibling had once resided.
Adeltra curled up on the floor, rubbed her nose at the bedding in an attempt to recall some of the scent. Perhaps feel some of his warmth, the warmth that had been with her since day one. The warmth that she had entered this world this. The warmth that belonged to her right hand man, her partner in crime, her one and only brother. She couldn’t feel it, it wasn’t there. A high, keening whine escaped her jaws as she tucked her head beneath her leg. She felt so cold.