Dawn...

[Trix]

Syrenia sat in the court-yard, a rather heafty glass of vodka in her hand. Today of all days she felt... Numb; Particularily because it was the aniversary of Lupus' death.

The Lycan queen's eyes were filled with tears, and her cheeks were drenched. How had she lost both him and their daughter? Where had she gone wrong? Lupus had told her to re-mate while laying on his death-bed... To move on.

And she had.

But in doing so, she'd lost the most improtant thing in the world. Her baby Rina.

Taking a swig from the glass, Syrenia 'pounded' back the alcohol, letting it slide down her throat and burn deep in ehr chest.

Snarling to herself, she cast the glass aside, her ears pinning themselves back as the wretched noise of glass shattering flooded through them. Tears again breached ehr eyes and slid down her cheeks; only making them more raw.

"Lupus, Katrina..... I have failed you both."

Her red eyes stung with the combinations of liquor, Lack of sleep and tears as she fell to her knees, falling foreward onto the grass, her body trembling as sobs shook through her.

[bynx]

The angels moved gently through the tree's, following a spirit. Today was a rough day for them as well. The spirits were all confused as they whirled between the tree's the girls trying to calm one particular spirit, whom seemed to be leading them.

It was Allyssa who spotted Syrenia first. A light gasp escaped her lips as she left the path and Crissy, skidding to a stop on her knee's as Syrenia's side. She knew good and well of at least one thing bothering the Mistress. Her hands pulled Syrenia to her, and she almost gagged at the smell of the liqour. No matter how faint or strong, her sensitive nose would catch it. She forced herself to swallow and take a deep breath as she held Syrenia.

Crissy has hardly noticed her sister was gone until the spirit stopped and followed her. Her eyes swept down at the pair and tears welled in her eyes. It was Lupis that had led them her, and it was Katrina she was weping for, and Lupis. She took gentle steps towards the two, and gently hit her knee's before Syrenia, taking Syreinas chin into her soft hand, then drapping her arms around the woman.

[Tado]

Also missing the renowned lycan, Jacob watched from a good distance away, sitting on top of a large stone wall that circled around part of the courtyard. His legs were dangling over the side, and he too, had a bottle in one hand. And despite the surge of indifference the liquid had brought to him, Jacob could not help but feel a pain of loss as well. Lupus had been a good friend of his, and now Katrina was off in vampire country. What a way to repay him for all of Lupus’ efforts… Glaring at the horizon, he took another drink from his half empty bottle and sighed.

[bynx]

Another scent filled Crissy's lungs..Slightly familiar.Jacob...

Slowly she left her sister and Syrenia, heading for Jacob. She reched him in a chort time, a gentle look upon her face. "Sir Jacob..Such a long face.."

[Tado]

Watching Crissy walk over to him, Jacob slid down to the ground, still clutching at the green bottle with one hand. A slight smile came to his face, and he shrugged, his gaze going past Crissy to Syrenia. “What can I say, really… We all miss Lupus, one way or another… I just hope that she will be able to one day cope with the loss…” A look of worry plastered onto his expression as he turned back to Crissy. “Please, do what you can for her. I don’t know how much more of this she can take.”

[bynx]

Crissy slid her hands into the sleeves, looking just as a kimono should. Turning around she lowered her head, a deep sigh escaping her lips. "Yes..Soon we will be having a talk with her, as we did you...But I am afraid she may be too far lost..However, we will not give up on our faithful friend. She helped us with the temple, let us put it on her land...We will never give up on helping her." Her voice became strong as she let the rare tear slide down her cheek.

[Tado]

Nodding at Crissy’s remarks, Jacob sighed. “well, do what you can…” His gaze trailed back to Syrenia, her spirit broken and her courage shattered. It was times like these he wished he could do more then just provide physical protection… Being a bodyguard meant nothing if your leader was still plagued by ghosts of the past.

[bynx]

Placing her hand on her shoulder she sighed. "I need to get back to her. We will pray for you." Turning gently, she returned to her sisters side, gently running her fingers through Syrenias hair.