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Blue did not venture far ever from the plateau's recesses, especially now. Though today as she lay, she thought she heard her lovers howl. But it was so very far away. She twitched an ear and lay down again, figuring it was only the wind. Though now she heard it again over the miles and she wondered at it. Perhaps it was fate that she heard it, or perhaps deep within she knew something was wrong and she manifested it differently. Who really knows? But deciding that even if it wasn't Lasher, whatever it was, was loud and far away.

Lifting green eyes to the sky, she stood and trotted towards it. Large and slow, she made it. Upon looking at the frightful sight of her adopted daughter, a cry of horror left her. Amelie! And in her mother's grief she could say no more, but rushed forward. Lapping at the girls face, her heart breaking all over again. Oh Amelie, what have I done? I should have fought to make you stay? Oh baby Her voice cracked softly, and swiftly as she fought the stem of salt , that threatened to take over her cheek and throat. The pearly tears of grief sliding softly, down her face.