Hideaway Strath There's just Devils and Dust

nala returned home.

but was it still home? she felt...disjointed. as if she had left something behind on the trip and had forgot to bring it home with her. it felt unfair that most of her sleeping and waking time was flurried with thoughts of @Tavina. she had brought nothing back from her trip as proof of what she had said it was for.

this too was a thought shoved aside in favor of her return to the doctor.

the only thing that did break her thoughts was the sickly smell of blood. a wail of a dying animal, nala starkly remembered just what she had come home to.

and it was there she saw a giant older man, blood on him. she could only stare at him in some sort of disjointed shock.