Duskfire Glacier universe everything's wrong

sorry for the delay momma

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The same cries were emitted by the child who despite the constant abandonment never found even a tinge of anger in her heart. Her mother, in spite of the distance and the tousled fur, was still her mother. Besides in between the frantic excahnge of kisses and desperate ear-nibblings there was no room for accusations.

Finally, the precious shrine written to Tuwawi's name could be closed. There was no need for red feathers now that she was back. And as much comfort as she had found among those inanimate objects she did sincerely hope that never again would she have to turn to them.
In time the flames between mother and daughter would rekindle and again they would create a never-dying fire. A fire that despite having been put out would again, like a pheonix, have its rebirth from the ashes.

Luckily, the child's respect had not been extinguished just yet. Having been without the guidance of her parents, the teen's ettiquete and manners had sloped down considerably. Not only had the female adopted some bad words here and there, but she had also allowed a strong sense of vanity and defiance, she had not yet shown as a child, to invade her.

With mild reluctance the teen braced herself for a scolding that ultimately never came. She had instictively flattened her ears at her mother's movement, but was quick to raise them again as her mother stopped herself to speak, this time with an eerie tone that chilled the young flame to the bone.

They.
Who were they?
She asked herself as she allowed her mouth to gape and the fur on the nape of her neck to bristle. If they had been the ones to abduct her mother, could there be a possibility they had also been the one to reap her siblings?
Where they all somewhere dark and unknown under their grasp?
And if so, wasn't there also a chance that they, like her mother, could one day return too?
By the horrified look in her mother's eyes, it was doubtful.

"Who...?" she ventured, uncertain of whether she wanted to hear the answer.
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