The not-so-young lass just wanted to be with her father, whom she had been kept away from for so long. Why was fate a such cruel creature? Vryko had only come to Tarben what seemed like a few months ago, only to find that she had new younger siblings and her father was with a dark lass named Drevis. Vryko had no gripes towards her – she was a wonderful being. But naturally, her father was busy with the pups, and the bastard daughter of the ex-alphess of Sindri felt alone, especially now that she had whatever sickness that had come out of the war between Sabertooth and Tarben. She took shaky steps towards her father and Drevis’s den with her last burst of energy. Vryko called out when she finally got about 10 feet from their den. ”Dad, mo-“ Her words were cut off by a sudden shock that traveled through her body, causing her limbs to collapse beneath her, her white and brown frail body losing its life force. Her amber vision blurred as she noticed Drevis’s dark figure bolting towards her, however, not being able to see her father’s distinguished features with the blurring. ”I…love…” Vryko’s body shivering from the deadly fever that plagued her. ”…y-…you…” the last word was exhaled as her chills stilled as the last of her living energy left her body. Those who were attuned with the spirit world who were nearby might have heard a soft wailing from an unknown female, sobbing with the intermittent call towards her father.

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