Chimera Fields gold heart; silver tears

She came to – but the surreal situation continued to unfold before her, as if she was watching a movie, rather than partaking in the traumatic event that had now just struck the Frostfur’s once more. Their devastation continued to reign freely – from the fire on Nova Peak, to the bears that had taken Swift’s eyesight.. to the death of Whittier, and now to the bears that had taken her father’s life.

She roused, her ears cupping forward as she stared at the scenario before her again  -- to the wretching of her little brother, and to Shrike’s gentleness as he tried to coerce the boy away from them. But the scent of bear still lingered, and fear suddenly struck her and she woozily rose to her paws, ungracefully stumbling forward as Cypress now made to tuck himself in to the battered body of his mother. Allure’s bright eyes cast down upon the fallen woman – a woman she had never truly given a chance in friendship, for she had remained bitter instead that Scimitar had torn their family apart.

Now she felt nothing but guilt and regret. Her muzzle swept down, hoping to graze over Cypress’ head, before she held back a sob. “Cypress – hon. We can’t stay. The bears might come back.”