Chimera Fields misery loves you

She had learned over the weeks since returning that keeping her distance from everyone was easiest. Of course, there were times when that wasn't possible, and she did what needed to be done. But most her time was spent alone, patrolling or hunting or anything else to distract her from everything she was avoiding. 

So when she caught the scent of packmates near the borders just ahead, she almost turned and started going the other way. But there was something off about the group of scents; it was too off to ignore, so she continued forward, slowing once she approached the gathering. Her eyes found Cupid first and widened in horror. He was covered in angry, red welts and very much dead. Her gaze lifted to Cam briefly before finding Mal. She could tell he had been crying even if he was trying to hide it from his son. Had they been together when Mal found Cupid? That had to be traumatizing for the child; he was too young for this.  

She wanted to move to Mal and offer him comfort, but the thought of touching someone else was still too much for her. She took a hesitant step forward but paused, obviously conflicted. Eventually she settled on quietly asking: Mal, what do you need me to do? It was all she could offer. How could she help in this awful moment. She hated seeing him hurt.