Amelie couldn't help but feel disheartned by the clouds. Somewhere along their velveteen bodies, the faces of those gone stared down on her. Yep, she was now seeing faces encrypted on the clouds. It was ridiculous of course but she could not help it. As she lied face-up on the lush rug of Autumn leaves, she could not shake the feeling of being watched by a particular set of silver eyes.

The memory of his face was to overwhelming right now, especially after what had happened. Amelie was sure he would've been able to see sense during the madness -- he would've probably been against Peregrine's desicion; he was smart and he was wise.

But he was not delicate -- not like the silky cloud canvas he was being portrayed on. "I never told you to go" she mumbled as she watched the cloud contort into a mushed up circle. Though time had soothed the pain of her heart, she could not affirm that the gash made by his words would ever be completely healed.

Her head swirled as she watched the last traces of his facial features fade into shapeless blobs of grey. It was sad to think that these strange apparitions would be the only way she would see his face again. After their fall out he had packed his bags and left her -- and his kids behind.
There was no second chances; not this time.

It was right in that moment, when she still remained on the floor with her head caught in the clouds literally, that the sweet Saēna approached; carrying a question that made the aspiring-healer to do a double take.

"Umm.. " she mumbled, as she rolled onto her side. It would be a lie to say that during her short 'affair' with Kisu, the innocent faces of his kids -- the very same ones she cared for each day-- didn't pop into her mind. Aside from the extense age gap, it was this last thought what stopped her every time.

Amelie thought about lying, but as she prepared her alibi in her mind she realized that not her concience nor her heart had the courage to fool the child. "Your father, Saēna. " she barked with a pained tune lined in her voice. She knew that after his disappereance both of his children had thought he had left them because of his lack of interest.

But there was more than that.
Though Amelie would never justify his negligence, she couldn't help but feel empathy for the guy.

Inside of Amelie's chest, the urge to unravel the secret behind the relationship she held with Saena's father bubbled up to her throat. Her silence had been left broiling for far too long, and even if the only other soul she had even spoken about Kisu was Fox (because she had pretty much forced the words out of her), she wished she could stop masking feelings that were destined to die anyways. Kisu wouldn't come back. And if he did, chances were that he wouldn't want her anymore.

Emptying the contents of her heart to the very child of the man in question might not be the wisest choice; but it was the only one in Amelie's mind. However, before another word could be pronounced, the pale teenager quicky changed shifted the conversation onto the infamous redhead that had torn the pack to pieces. She was a trending topic in the Plateu, and pretty much everywhere these days -- no matter what the topic was, her name was always mentioned here and there.

The yearling's lungs deflated like balloons, though she certaintly held a grudge against the rude and prying bitch, she did not believe she was the real culprit for Kisu's departure. ".. I don't think she had to do with that side of it.." she murmured. After all the havoc she had caused, she understood Saena's urge to blame her of every damage ever done. Though Amelie didn't like to contradict the child, she had to understand that she could not always use Fox as a escape-goat.

But again, without even stopping to consider her response, Saena begun to spit out theories about how Fox had re-programmed Peregrine's brain to make him a tool. Honestly, Peregrine could go fuck himself right now. The kind male that had greeted her when she had first arrived had died the moment he decided to go, and though the good memories would remain in her brain she didn't really give two fucks about what he did or did not do right now.

Without giving a response, and not thinking she even had one; Amelie raised her head again, her yellow eyes searching his face among the clouds.

A pang of regret pinched her side as soon as the words slipped from her lips. Though she didn't know the truth behind her accusing stare, she felt the contents in her stomach crawl to her esophagus and block her traqchea. She flicked her ear in an apologetic manner, expecting for the girl to lash out with questions that would ultimately force her to reveal what had happened between her father and her.

But instead of that, Saena bombarded her former Caretaker with words filled with poison that seeked to expose the 'so obvious truth' of how Fox had been the one to drive her father away. As she spoke, Amelie scrunched her face into a confused frown, what did she mean it had been her who drove him away? Asides from the revelation he'd given Fox about his attraction for her, Amelie didn't know anything about Fox and Kisu.
Lasher? Wait what?

Suddenly the yearling understood why the girl was so defensive. They had been caught in a web of confusion the whole time, each arguing about something completely unrelated. Saena was speaking of her dad, but not her biological one but the one she had always known. Though Amelie couldn't know if Kisu had been a lousy father (since she didn't have one to compare him to) she had noticed his absence; and apparently his children had too. The fact that Saena didn't title him as her father was proof of that.

Amelie waited until the girl finished speaking, topping off her snarky remarks with cold disapproval. This was not the child she had seen grow up. And though she could've simply allowed Saena to walk away with hatred in her heart, she flattened her ears apologetically, though their connection wasn't the same as before, Amelie still loved and worried for the quartet.

"Saena, I'm not trying to justufy her actions. She is a bitch, I don't like her all that much either." she began softly, "I wasn't talking about Peregrine." she explained, waiting for the girl to remember that she had another father.

While the teen stared away into the distance, the charcoal yearling fixed her eyes on her pale fur, as if the intensity of her yellow pupils would somehow make her turn to face her again. Eventually it worked, the girl turned. Only to give Amelie the most confused look, as if what the girl had just admitted to was the best kept secret.

The yearling's head bounced slowly as Saena pronounced his name. When it came from his own daughter's lips it was even more embarrassing. Her once strong gaze lowered to the floor as she listened to the pale girl she had cuddled and loved so much curse out her own father. The small flames left behind by the greyscale male tickled her belly, as if asking her to protest. But she didn't. She knew that everything Saena said was true.
Amelie hadn't even had the chance to meet her father, but she knew that even if she did now, it wouldn't make any difference in her life.

Involved.
Well it depended on what she meant by it. Emotionally, yes -- Amelie liked to think so. Though the feeling in her heart had been confusing, she at least had the certainty that he had loved her -- or so he had told Fox. (something that know that she thought about it, was probably bullshit).

"Yeah, something like that -- he bailed out on me too" she admitted in the end. Her lips pursing in a pained face before raising her gaze to meet Saena's

Amelie recieved what could only be described as a condolence with a weak smile that faded as quickly as it had appeared. She had been mistaken about Kisu, not only because she had allowed him to toy with her feelings but because she had let him block the real picture. Kisu was not the victim, he was a lousy father.
The yearling knew nothing about Pied, besides than she had birthed Pura and Saena of course.

Wiping the male from her mind, Amelie twisted her face into a worried frown as she listened to the juvenile ask for her sister/cousin. "She fought with Junior?" she parroted immediately. The kids had had their squabbles in the past but by now Amelie had thought they had all mended their old wounds. "And she hasn't returned? Has she gone to the Caldera maybe?" she wondered aloud, she had been pretty much the only one that had voiced her support for Peregrine at the time he chose to leave.

With the whole heartbreak club talk behind them, Amelie took the opportunity to really see how much the child she had once craddled had grown. She was a little lady now, and like she had done she would soon begin to branch out in order to persue her own desires. The girl seemed afflicted by the dissappearence of her sister -- how could she not . Ty was the epitome of innocence, she was somehow blinded to the real world by a veil of fantasy in front of her eyes.

"Of course she was!! No one hates you and Osprey -- and you know Ty, she's a sweet girl who I believe couldn't hate you even if she wanted to" she barked, trying to reassure the love the sisters felt for one another. Though she certaintly didn't 'love' her brothers after going down her separate path she didn't hate them either.

There was something about the bloodties that blurred the feeling of animosity and blocked its path. Family was something that couldn't be broken by words alone.

The tiny smile of relief given by the teen made Amelie's heart fill with tranquility, she was glad she had been able to soothe the girl's worries and that in the end their little misunderstanding had been nothing more than that. She smiled back at the russet patterned girl, hoping that aside from the sweet memories they had made when they were both younger would never be forgotten.

"We all let words slip when we're angry, she just doesn't see things the way we do " she barked, trying to make the young girl see that not even those who seemed to have everything frigidly calculated were excempt from making mistakes.

The juvenile's light touch sent a small ripple of warmth down her wrinkled heart, reminding her of the many great memories she had had in the Plateu. Still, the sensation soon faded as she pulled away, and waved her tail goodbye.

The news of Saena persuing the same trade made her chest swell with pride for a fleeting second, though she would've offered her own knowledge to the young girl she caught herself simply nodding silently.

Amelie wasn't staying for long, and Saena was done having people close to her walk out from her life. When she was gone, it was likely the teen wouldn't even notice anyways.

And just like that, with a small half-smile and a small dip of her nose Amelie watched the girl go.