Duskfire Glacier The day you died, it all went to hell.

It was clear that the Republic was no more, something that brought both happiness and sadness into the fire pelted girl. She was pleased to know that Eden was not fit to be a Queen, but at the same time was displeased that they had lost so many members. Emory was gone, which wasn't much of surprise to the young girl since she had become accustomed to others leaving her without bothering to saying goodbye. Speaking of missing members, where the hell was that lousy excuse for a fallen Queen? Rose lifted her head to call for the woman but just as she was about to let out her howl, Sylvas' own cut her off. 

She made her way towards the general area where the man had called from and eventually found the pair that gathered around a mound. Her nose scrunched up at the foul smell that hit her nose and she could help the way her face twisted in disgust. It should have taken her longer to figure out what was going on, but the scene before her was all too familiar. She looked towards the now mateless man, but Rose couldn't seem to find any sympathy for him. She didn't bother saying sorry or trying to comfort him either, after all words wouldn't bring back the dead.

Instead she glanced around to look for @Hawthorn, hoping he would eventually show. She didn't want to stay in this depressing place any longer than she had too, but the girl still wanted to figure what plans her brother might have. She had every intention of setting off on her own, but she did pray that her littermate might join her for yet another journey. Either way she would support him no matter what, even if it meant them parting ways.