Moonspear I am like a satellite,

short post, exhausted Kit is exhausted ;;

 

It was Jarilo she saw before any other; Hydra altered her path, moving to meet him in bounds. Surging through the snow exerted plenty of energy, but it seemed next to nothing in comparison to the mental exhaustion she had endured. And somehow, now she felt tireless. Perhaps it was simply because resting her head at night and sleeping soundly felt more difficult than ever. 

Moving to press her head against his shoulder, the matriarch felt now more than ever grateful for her brothers presence. She would ever be a shoulder for him to lean on, but now more than ever she needed his own.