Emberwood got no time, got no mind

seabreeze expounded on the nature of the cats to infiltrate her home; according to the fine-boned she-wolf, they were small and bearing some sort of disease load. indra's brow furrowed; small as a puppy - what kind of cats were those?

she had not seen their like before; perhaps they were some variant of bobcats, sickly and small from whatever illness plagued them. "sorry for your loss." indra felt her platitude seemed to fall short - perhaps it was because they were strangers. she drew her mahogany gaze across the sculpted she-wolf's face, trying to detect any semblance of grief in those tired eyes.

the descriptor seabreeze offered for her own 'lost' comrades was unfamiliar; indra hadn't seen them and it showed on her face. it was not surprising a man had let her down: indra dryly remarked to herself how fitting it seemed for the opposite gender, to flit in and out without a care for the the consequences their actions commanded: like a heavy stone dropped in water, sending rippling waves forever outward as they sunk into calm, oblivious to the ruptures their departures made in the cloth of others' lives.

she sighed, already feeling a bitter tangent come over her. "i haven't seen them. maybe you are better off without them."