Words are spaces between us.

She barely registered the appearance of another wolf, but regarded the sound of passing paws with a mere cant of a tall red ear. It was when it became apparent that the footsteps were in fact heading in her direction that Paarthurnax pulled herself together and looked over a fine shoulder to observe the approach of a very familiar male. Her heart skipped an uncomfortable beat at the sight of him - was his intention to convince her to return to Swiftcurrent with him again? - but sank as he drew nearer. Scimitar was hurting somehow, which was apparent in his tone when alas he managed to speak her name and announced her worst fear.

Bazi was gone.

Emotion welled in her eyes, and guilt squeezed at her throat as she blinked solemnly up at her former Beta. "Oh, Scim..." Paar choked, her words trailing off to end in a pained whine. With sorrow etched on her wary features she did not hesitate to go to him and invite herself into his embrace, attempting to provide some form of comfort while seeking the same for herself.