Hushed Willows grey hoarfrost vanished, and the rose with might [festival]

@Merrit <3

As the festivities drag on, she finds herself increasingly exhausted by it all. Truth be told, all she really wants is to go back home with Derg — but, when did she start thinking of Permafrost Hollows as home? It's a crisis for later, it seems; she can't bring herself to feel guilty right now, not even a little. All she really feels is tired — tired of strangers and strange places, tired of guilt and grief and uncertainty, tired of feeling lost in the world. Not very festive thoughts, honestly.
So this time, her isolation is self-imposed, though not quite as severe. She lingers away from most of the wolves gathered, but near enough to keep the general crowd in sight. As much as she wants to be alone, the idea of getting lost again isn't very appealing. She just wants to get through this night. If she can just get through this, Derg will take her back and everything will be okay. For a moment or two, at least.