nobody takes from me what i grow

Her nights were full of endless whispers of souls that hadn't departed yet from this world. She needed to seek a home, needed to find a place with less restlessness. All she spent her many nights here doing was relaying messages from those who hadn't been able to physically speak to those who were still here among the living. Her heart weighed heavy often, finding there were many that had only passed from misfortune.

Her audits perked at the sound of a female calling out, sounding as if she had been hurt. She turned quickly, hesitating before she ran in the direction. Her mismatched eyes searched the lands she now stepped into before she finally found the clearing - it was a pack meeting. The two wolves before her looked almost angelic, but the others that gathered around them seemed to be able to see them. So it couldn't be that. However, her eyes did catch the three spirits hanging around a white female, one who looked distraught.

She began to step towards her, their whispers echoing. "Please tell her we love her, she needs to be free. She needs to find her happiness again." One had said as they embraced her. She smiled at the spirits before stepping towards the white female. "Your children are with you, they told me to tell you they love you. That you need to be free and find your happiness. They don't want you to always be devastated and mourning." She said softly as she took a seat next to her, allowing her to have a shoulder to cry on if she needed it. Lazarus' shoulders knew many by now. Her eyes turned to the male who seemed to be in charge. "Hello, I am Lazarus. I'm a Spirit walker, and I'm quite good at healing if you should need a healer - If you allow me a home that is." She spoke, not taking much note to the fact that she was not among her kind. She only simply hoped they would accept her none the less.

Lazarus;