Caedmon POV
I left early in the morning. Nyx was still sleeping. She might not realize it, but she sometimes struggles in her sleep. Holding her hands seems to be something that soothes her. But I keep sleeping in the chair beside the bed. I don't want to do something she doesn't feel ready for. She's already been deprived of so much that I don't want her to feel like she doesn't have control of the situation. Fenrir howls in my head as we see her in this state. His purring is part of what calmed her down, and now we cannot get close to her as we did. I left her a note and left for some pressing matters. The rogues have been somewhat quiet. We have not had any encounters, though other packs not far from us have. Those have been quite small encounters, just the occasional rogue roaming for
