when the moon is full - open; thinking

It was almost like a dream. Setting up the search patrol, following Moth and trying to find him. Walking deeper and deeper into that graveyard. The place where death resided only for them to be met with a horrible scene. One that was seared into her mind. The cries of others as they found their Luminary with his beloved dead and mangled on the ground. Blood having spilled everywhere. Almost like a dream. She wished it had been. Then she could just wake up from this nightmare. But this was not something she could run away from. This was reality and it stared back at her. Yet she was afraid. Afraid of what would happen next. Where Tanglewood would go and she hadn't even thought of the fact that she was the new Luminary yet. A thought so far from her mind as she just kept seeing his dead body on the ground. She had never been close to Aurum,  never got to really know him. And now he was just gone.

The next day had brought with it a stillness to the town. Quiet and solemn. The lioness was focused on a small flower she had been clutching between her paws, spinning it back and forth. There was no true direction today, just aimless wanting and she was just thinking the same things over and over again. Trying not to shed any more tears. Her tail curled against her body as she dropped her chin against her paws, letting out a deep sigh. What were they going to do? It felt much too early to be talking about a funeral. People needed time and so she merely watched others as they walked about.