Dawnlark Plains Sabat

He was no longer part of Sapphique. Masquerade met this information with a blink, then wondered where the hollow was located. But they refrained from asking, especially since they didn’t want to overlook the mention of his heartbreak and loss.

I’m sorry you went—are going—through that, they said a little awkwardly, also wondering about Anselm but deciding against asking about that too. I hope yours does as well, Masque said softly.

Nodding for him to claim his kill, they waved their tail and motioned toward the rise. They hated to head home empty-handed, especially during such a trying time for their younger siblings, but more than anything, Masque wanted to seek out someplace safe to ride out the dregs of their latest headache.

Take care of yourself, Etienne.