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The days ticked by, excruciatingly slow, and Nyx' urge to disperse continued to ache in her bones. She didn't want to go, not really, but there was nothing to ground her to Diaspora now that its General had fallen. More than anything, the tawny Ostrega had looked to the pack to provide a sense of stability that she'd lacked this past year - how could she find that, now that its future seemed so uncertain?

She found herself seeking the proximity of others, eager to integrate in search of a reason to stay, and meandered across rugged terrain toward her deceased Alpha's graveside. It'd been a source of comfort for Stigmata's family, she hoped, and yellow eyes lifted upon her approach in search of any mourners who'd dropped by to visit.