Barrow Fields once there was a queen named gioma

set a little outside grimnismal borders. AW! backdated a few days after chusi gets chased out of grimnismal.

she was gone.

ingram ingloom moved with a dejected aspect, his steps heavy as he canvassed the barrow fields. her scent was long-since faded, leaving only stale remnants in her wake. morosely the luschyon boy replayed the sorry scene over and over again: arrille's impudence the days before, chusi's two-fold defiance, wylla's snarling face as she chased down chusi.

he understood more than anyone his sister's reasons for her actions, but it didn't mean he liked it.

he missed the warmth of her fur on his flank, and the light giggle she had when he did something stupid. he missed the way the cave's lighting illuminated her soft eyes, and the gentle sway of her tail.

like any lovestruck boy, he was CRUSHED by the sudden termination of their relationship. dramatically, everything reminded him of her: and each time he came across a spot they had played together in, or a place they had traveled together, a long and dramatic sigh was evinced from his sorrowful countenance.