(Kael)
The sun rises on the day we bury our dead. The sky is gray. Clouds thick with snow that hasn't fallen yet.
I stand at the window of our room. Watch the pack members gathering outside. All of them dressed in dark colors. All of them preparing for what comes next.
Aria is still sleeping. I didn't wake her yet. Let her rest a little longer before the grief starts again.
Thunder speaks. 'Today will be hard.'
'I know.'
'For everyone. Not just you.'
'I know that too.'
I get dressed. Dark clothing. Simple. Nothing that draws attention.
Aria wakes up. Sees me standing there.
"Is it time?" she asks.
"Soon. Take your time getting ready."
She sits up. Puts her hand on her belly. The baby is moving. I can see it from here.
"How are you feeling?" I ask.
"Sad. For everyone we lost.
