Wheeling Gull Isle Bears - beets - Battlestar Galactica.

remaining vague on what transpired in her most recent thread - tags for ref

Eventually, Lilitu made it to the island—hopefully with young wolves in tow.

She shuffled herself and others (@Lilia? @Etienne?) across the sandbar, ankles sloshing through as the tide came in. Made a rendezvous with @Mireille, and then departed.

She wanted to be alone. She felt it best.

The carnage she'd seen along the beach would haunt her for the rest of her days. She saw it even now, upon this idyllic isle, staring into the endless horizon and the waves that came in, again and again.

It was her fault.

She'd dragged her bloodied body to Sapphique and the bear had followed. Lilitu swallowed hard, tears welling up.

She hadn't meant it.

But now, it would have been better if she had died. What was left of the pack that took her in? What would the survivors think of her?

Bathed in early morning light, Lilitu sobbed openly, toes in the surf, her vision half of what it once was.

She'd paid dearly with her own body—but, still, she had blood on her paws, and she didn't think she could ever forget.