Silvertip Mountain The good and the bad side of life

The death of FitzDutiful had caused Krypton to mourn for days, crying over the loss of someone she held dearly to her. STM was family to her, something she held very close to her. While in her den, Krypon spent most of her time contemplating life and death, going more with philosophy and logic. She questioned her own life, her own meaning.

Her thoughts were closed off as a very demanding howl brought Keyton to her paws. She stretched out of her den, picking up a quiet trot towards the sound. Zaria was calling, Keypton wondered how she faired after her mate's death.

Chaska was already there, Krypton entered after dipping her head in respect to the two before taking a seat. She saw the small pups, her ears peeking up. She craned her neck over, but stayed at a distance to avoid the snapping jaws of Zaria.