Broken Antler Fen I filled your cup until it overflowed

Ibis sighs, not having realized how off-putting her behavior could be, not until she notices Maia's expression and hears her offer to depart. The mother shakes her head. No, no, it's alright. The sigh leaves her feeling deflated rather than relaxed. She doesn't know how to relax anymore, keeping a hawkish eye upon her remaining daughter.

We have sent word to surrounding packs. Akavir is out there somewhere too, hunting. It is only a matter of time before she is found. Ibis recites this mechanically, as it is something she tells herself often enough in her mind. I am sorry to be so distracted. It is kind of you to offer, Maia. Upon her face she pains a smile but it is small, it is strained.

I would welcome a distraction from everything, instead... hm. What have you been up to?