Phoenix Maplewood they will never be the same; a fire in a flask to keep us warm

she found herself in the maplewood; how she did not know. lost was not something she felt. she had always had direction, purpose, since she'd been a cub. when the roamed, the stars were shining beacons, and when she lived, there was her father and her family and adi. dauntless had gone in search of his missing sisters, Sunny was banished, and she was bound to morningside by duty that would not allow her to allow all those litters and mothers to starve. 

she knew she ought to feel something when she saw him, blundering without seeing into his path. she did not understand, but she deserved it. she did not try to. she stared at him without seeing, unable to summon the painful laughs as Aditya had, unable to summon anger or grief that would bury her. she was at a loss, lost, and so murmured only, a whisper on the air. "get out."