Ceres
As Rupert Quins parted this life, all of us were dwelling the pain of loss of one of ours since he's one of the founders of our rogue pack. He's the one who initiated on making roots for our growing rogue pack that's why we have this first roots, our cabin house. Anyway, as we got inside, I knew we should be mourning for our loss but our pack was different from others. We intend to move forward behind those losses because we know that our parted fellow won't like it if we keep dwelling on things that have already been lost. One tear in one overnight was enough grieving since tomorrow was another day to face and used those experiences for future references.
I sighed as I noticed their backs were slouching and of course they were gloomy for what just happened. They were down and I got that so, when I clapped my hands, the pack slash clan looked at me before smiling in sorrow.
