State of my Head // Open

Kold

Jack's voice tore her away from that grief stricken daze she was in, and though she was too shaken to move toward him, she gave him a weary, grieving smile. "Y..Yes, please.." Her voice was quiet and sullen, and she sat up with still shaking legs.

Then Trygve showed up, and she stared at him with her inky black eyes that twinkled with unshed tears. Despite his pain, he had dragged his way here, and that lightened Kold just a slight bit. She tried to drag herself up, managing to do so. She dragged herself under his wing, and sat down with heavy paws. His quiet words consoled her and she looked at him. "Thank.. you."

When Gael showed up, she quickly looked to him. Hearing everyone consoling her would have reeled her, but her shock and grief drowned all other emotions. "She- She didn't bite me.." She looked back at her dead mother, "She was ill... for.. for.." She didn't want to finish her sentence - her mother's sickness led to her appearance at the border. It was a rolling ball of chaos that led to this moment. "We... we can bury her.." She let out a sodden whimper, grateful for the comfort the three gave her.