Deepwood Weald they make a mess of my head

@Dutch and/or @Simbelmyne <3

But subtlety could not cradle her forever.

Lorekeeper approached the border in poor appearance; not from ill experience, no. Their time spent in seclusion had been surprisingly… calming. But come these last weeks, their body fought with itself. With a constant morning sickness (this dawn had shown no pity) came bedraggled looks. Once glossy fur turned greasy, and it came with a wild post-sleep look. The days came with a heaviness, and with nights came exhaustion. It was a new, vicious cycle that spared no kindness.

With this change came admission. They spoke of it freely to Starwatcher some days ago, and did not bother to hide their budding fear. Steadfast as he was in his care for them, one man could only do so much. They needed more aid, and their home was no more. But perhaps they could find something within the ranks of these foreigners.

So here they were, forced by circumstance. At the edge of a pack Lore had wished to study more from afar, if only to stall for time. They hugged beside @Star with a tightness rarely seen, and flinched as he called for whoever resided here. No turning back.