innocence died screaming

*maera
Also sorry for putting this off hehe <3

Gone was a word that could take many meanings.
Still, regardless of the interpretations that wee given to it (death, abandonment or simply being lost), it all shared a common end result : bitter emptiness.

Not even in the darkest, most lonesome nights had the fiery Sveijarn accepted that her relatives absence was meant to be eternal-- not even Larus' who had been plucked by a vicious predator right from their own den. Even if the child had never been taught of heaven (and would hold her doubts if she had) she still held onto the belief that she would see them again.
While alive or during whatever came after her heart stopped beating.
For now, however, she would be content to 'see' them in the respective collections she had constructed for them inside the renovated Girl Club.

Noticing then how her companion had momentarily fallen into her own thoughts the young fire head lowered her thin snout into the floor and with a quick movement attempted to fling some of the cold material onto Scarlett's shoulder. Here let me help you with that snow bunny impression She barked as she giggle-snorted the remaining bits of the powdery material off her dark nostrils.

Finally as some last words were issues on her direction Maera lowered her body to the floor in an attempt to mimic the correct hunting stance she had been using (or trying to use) during her hunts. In a brief second the female changed her whole playful demeanor for a pose that meant all business.
She crept towards the female carefully, her paw-steps soft and measured to carry her with both delicacy and grace (or as much as the teens spindly legs could handle )

Then, without a warming or even a second for the female to analyze what Maera's next move would be she lunged; her front limbs outstretched in an attempt to impact Scarlett's shoulder, her lips curved into a silly grimace that could barely contain the laughter bubbling from her chest.
RAWR.