Blacktail Deer Plateau A slamming door and a lesson learned

They were of a like mind, as was usual. Dante could only nod in agreement at his observation, black mood on the subject telling him to hold silence now. A weariness had taken hold in him as well, now that the news was given, and he had to extend some effort now in accepting the apology and formulating words to respond.

"We will be stronger for it," he finally said, tone sure but mind far less so. He did not doubt it was a good thing they had left, if they did not feel this their home, but now they were few. Many of the newcomers had yet to be established, and so many came and went like the wind. How long before only their triumvirate remained, before even the children had moved on to bigger things? It was a sad thought, but one he needed to consider moving forward. Yet he did not shy from the idea as much as he thought he would.