Dragoncrest Cliffs pick your bones up, girl

quietly she joins -- she would stay quiet, for once, feeling uncertain of how to proceed in talking to her former mentor, but blodreina breaks the silence for her. her ears fold back. in trig it seems a little easier to answer, so she returns, "not as well as i should be," her voice brittle. 

she wants to pretend, very much so, that she is doing great. were it not for her hysterics in front of the girl from the sound, the ephraim situation, artaax's absence, and maybe her conversation with aure (who can keep track of timelines) it would be easier to do so. instead she has to be honest about her mental state: not good. very bad, in fact. she'll put one paw in front of the other so long as she has to, but she was never -- "this wasn't how things were supposed to go," she says desperately, looking to blodreina with wide eyes for any sort of confirmation.