* Arriane *
"Father, we need to talk."
I noticed his face turning pale over the past few days, all because he refused to feed or hunt for almost a week after waking up. My worry deepened as I watched him but then I had to tell him I had to leave to find out how to defeat the enemy. But I fear that my father would collapse or get worse without me.
"There is nothing that I can tell you Arriane. Nor a way to turn everything back into how it is."
He was sitting on a chair near the window, watching the sun as it is setting behind the mountains of the Shadow pack.
"I need you back, Father. There are things that we must handle on our own now that Mother has left us."
His silence hurt more than his words. I could feel his sorrow. The way he sat there, still, distant, like the world had alrea
