Stone Circle I'm so used to letting go

When the howl arose, his heart sank. Alexander was not a stranger to death—he knew it well, as it worked desperately to claim all those he cared for. In their later years, he was not close to his sister. Truthfully, he found it hard to reconnect with much of his family, the separation and his life leading up to their eventual reunion having weighed far too heavily on his shoulders. And yet… his heart ached for her, for the family Nanook made for herself. He regretted not reaching out to her, not rebuilding bridges when he was still able to do so. Because once upon a time, she was a favourite sister of his, her and Sesi both—but both now were gone, the former forever and the latter… well, he couldn’t say. There was only Desna left now out of his littermates, the only one of his sisters still around.

Absent in mind and numb to the ongoings around him, Xan did not even realise he was staring at the stones until his eyes began to sting—he wondered, too, when it was he even arrived. Had he walked there himself? Shaking his head, the albino hung back and away from those already gathered, wondering—had he never come back into their lives, would Nanook still be around?