Noctisardor Bypass to love is to destroy

The Welsh wolfess was wandering aimlessly around Bypass territory with a fish in her mouth— she would eat it later on, when others decided that they weren't hungry and was fine if she ate it all.

For some reason, she could sense it, the uneasiness in the air, as if something, a bad something, had happened in the Bypass overnight and was now looming down on her, hovering over her so that she wouldn't be able to spring up and swipe at it.

The petite girl moved over the remnants of the grass, her paws soft against what remained of Autumn. The leaves were dry, crunchy, peeling at their brown stems. Winter was approaching, was very clearly approaching. Not only did she know it now. Nature depicted it.

Something... was hollowed out. Crëyr felt something empty in her body, had already felt it once she had stretched out in her cozy den and had the early Winter sun shine down on her.

The grayscale female paused. She stopped, turned towards the direction, and had her limbs move again. They were carrying herself towards a place she had briefly caught sight of... then left. The Alpha and the Alphess' den. Swiftly her paws took her towards Shadow and Paar, the Bypass' leading pair.

She did not know what the point was.

When she stopped, a distance away from the opening, did the feeling grow stronger. The den... Again, it looked like what Crëyr had felt inside of her. Empty. Hollowed out. Gone. It might've been the dreary, bare thought of Winter slowly stripping the branches of its leaves, but it clearly was something else.

Only then did she caught sight of Shadow did her heart drop to her stomach. He was slumped against a side of their den, his sleek, silver fur now scruffy, his eyes wary and deprived of life. Shudder after shudder, wave after wave, did rock his body, his limbs occasionally twisting into a spasm, then all was peaceful.

It was never peaceful.

Crëyr doubted that he had even noticed her approach, but she knew he did. Shadow always did. Shadow was aware of every movement, even when he was collapsed against a corner, looking as if he had been defeated.

Paarthurnax.

She closed the distance between herself and the Alpha in two leaping bounds. Normally she would take close attention to her body and her posture when she was around him, but she didn't think it would matter much now. "Shadow,"
She said, her tone and her expression frantic, something normally unseen on the girl's gentle, calm features. She wasn't about to make assumptions as to what had occured over the night.

Crëyr knew Shadow was a strong-willed, steely man who would make it through even in the darkest of times. She knew it. She didn't even know if it was appropriate or if he even wanted her to ask, but still she went ahead. ”Shadow, is everything okay? What happened? Can I do anything for you?"

She lay down the fish in front of him, offering all of it to the Alpha, if he wanted it. ”Are you hungry?"