Phoenix Maplewood All that was once so beautiful is dead

he flashed a grateful smile at kitten, glad she was helping him out, even when she really didn't have to. sunny took the sentiments somewhat better than he expected, especially after kasatka chimed in. the trio stood, glowing with silent optimism for a moment, before aditya cleared his throat, his eyes soft.

"you can go if you want to, sunny," he said quietly, looking at the young man--and perhaps beyond, as well. "but the ones here need you, too." he thought of the pack, pulling themselves together piece by piece. they had survived--other packs were not so fortunate. they could have all died among the flames, and yet--yet!--

god had allowed them to live. and because they lived, they needed care. he would not rest until they were settled once again.