he could not fathom the depths of himself, nor did he wish to do so — he only wished to understand what shortcoming his lover had seen in him. the voice of a woman broached the cold lash of the emptiness within his soul; he turned his head against the dirt to see the face of peregrine's sister, osprey, for which his daughter was also named.
"hello," he responded, lifting himself to a seated position to offer her a halfhearted smile. she had come back into chaos; atticus might never be himself, and peregrine had abandoned them. her nieces were scattered, and pura slunk half-feral 'round the edges of the plateau. his heart mourned for her, for what she had lost, and silently he indicated that she was welcome to sit alongside him, if she was so inclined.