March 22, 2024, 10:31 AM
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Fiona noted the absence of both Anselm and Etienne. Poet had disappeared into the aether. She stuck to the hollow for the soul reason that it contained her tincture. Without it, she worried she would fly headfirst into her first heat, something she desperately wished to avoid if at all possible. She hunted, she stalked the borders, and she waited for anyone to return. Loneliness crept in slowly at first, and finally she caved and brought @Prowler to the hollow to stay with her. It was better with the little gal around, and it certainly picked up her mood.
The two spent their time together in silence, but there mere presence of another familiar body was enough to keep Fiona from spiraling too far down the void.