Redhawk Caldera If the whole wide world stops spinning

Maia wasn't generally an introspective wolf, which was probably why she had a tendency to overreact so much to any external occurrence.  It sounded to her that Eljay was still upset over the death of his friend, which was one hundred percent understandable.  She couldn't imagine if she had lost a friend that young; nothing like that had ever rocked her as a child.  She hadn't experienced loss until she was much older, and that was a big part of what had shaped her into the wolf she was.

But it also sounded like he was upset because he'd allowed himself to move on.  That bothered her enough to notice because suddenly it jarred with something she'd discovered in losing her own parents.  That's awful, she began, then continued so that she could clarify.  but I don't think it's wrong to forget things that are bad.  Not as long as you remember the things that are good.

When she'd been in the roughest part of losing them, and losing Charon, Maia had gone home.  While she was there, she'd found her siblings, and together theyd spent time remembering all the best parts of Dante and Osprey.  I don't think they'd want us to remember the bad, not if it keeps us sad.  What was your favorite thing you used to do together?  She asked, thinking fondly of nights spent curled up next to her dad, her mom's voice weaving a story while her siblings crowded around.  Of Charon, smiling that smile, greeting her at the borders and asking her how she was.  Walking with him among the fireflies.  No, they'd always hated it when she was sad.

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