Lost Creek Hollow forget about me and all of my dreams.

bye friends <3 @Harlyn 

Ilya laid outside her den with her head on her paws. She was tired and weary, feeling defeated and useless. Harlyn had visited her every day with meals and herbs, but it hurt to swallow and the woman rarely ate. She looked thinner and thinner every day- but she couldn't help it. The black fae had tried to speak, and occasionally her lawnmower resembling bark sounded like a word- but it usually was nothing but sputtering and deafening cracking. She was pitiful, but there really wasn't anything she could do but try to heal. She waited now in the mushy snow for her alphess to come with today's bundle, hoping perhaps to be relieved of her boring, stationary life.