The cold seems to seep deep within me and it causes a burning sensation. I often admired the cold; it had a way of tricking the mind. At first you would shiver and then you would grow almost overly warm and then nothing. A fade into oblivion. I wonder... no, I should not think on such things. It was not cold that had killed my parents. Age had settled into them and they had parted in peace. I close my eyes with a sigh and dip my maw into the fur at my chest, focusing my attention on the present. I would always remain rational around Feather, I could not let her see just how sorrowful I really was for she was my charge. In a way I had designated myself as the family's keeper. I would travel and visit all of them this upcoming warm season to verify they were safe, hale, and growing.

I can sense another nearing. I don't look though because I am truly relieved at the presence, I do not wish to scare them away. I want them only to come sit near me, to offer me companionship where I lack. Where was my brother? I missed him terribly. He would have words of comfort to give me. I don't know the male that comes up beside of me for I turn my head to look at him. He is dark and reds and he reminds me of my sister with such colors. Yet it is the way he stares at the world in that unblinking sort of manner that draws from me curiosity.

Then he speaks and I sigh gently into the wind. "I am only sad for my parents are gone. There is nothing anyone can do, I must just cherish my sadness and then move on to happier times. I think being sad... it is a way to both mourn and remember the life of those we've loved and it is necessary." I was born to be a healer - I knew it in the very marrow of my bones even if my father hadn't been keen on my spending time with Hadrian. And thus I knew that not all mendings can be done physically. "Were you born without sight?" My voice is just as soft as my demeanor and offers no pity nor even curiosity, just a warm understanding. Cartel had been the same when I met him and I had figured it out rather quickly. "Do you mourn what you never had?"