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Since the world had practically crumbled at her paws, Arvid had kept to herself for a vast majority of her return.
Everything she'd ever known, broken and burned.

And much like any lost kid, left to her own devices in the supermarket without the slightest clue of where to go, or where to find help... Arvid felt small and helpless amongst the rubble that was once Massilia. Even though, she knew exactly where to look.. even though she knew just where she'd left off... where her siblings and family ; although scattered, were... Still she paced.

Paced the streets because, not everyone was found. She paced because there was so much to digest in her little mind that pacing was her way of chewing it all up. It was her way of processing the loss she never knew she could have. A lot of her worries and troubles stemmed from the fact that she felt she'd lost a father, even though he was long gone before she'd even opened her eyes or took her first breath. How do you grieve someone who was already dead to you? How do you grieve a person who is alive and thriving?

Questions and inquiries swirled and stormed her little head... that was until she saw him.

Yet another tragic and vital part of her mourning... grieving someone who was gone. Arvid made a double take as amethyst eyes deliberately tried to push the image out of her head. Woefully gathering his things, and scanning the room - the cheetah mutt peered at the hunter through an open door. Long pointed ears, a thin tapered tail and spots the color of the sun when it kissed the horizon line.

After all that had happened.

"..Inky?" .. Inky was home.

________

PART 2 & RAIN'S POST : EBC: All the Parts Combine to One

COLLAB BETWEEN ME AND RAIN
She thumbed and did that gorgeous BG
I did a clean sketch/lined, colored and shaded

Rain847
EP to Arvid, and Inky
I want this to count for Arvids AC as well

Description

Since the world had practically crumbled at her paws, Arvid had kept to herself for a vast majority of her return.
Everything she'd ever known, broken and burned.

And much like any lost kid, left to her own devices in the supermarket without the slightest clue of where to go, or where to find help... Arvid felt small and helpless amongst the rubble that was once Massilia. Even though, she knew exactly where to look.. even though she knew just where she'd left off... where her siblings and family ; although scattered, were... Still she paced.

Paced the streets because, not everyone was found. She paced because there was so much to digest in her little mind that pacing was her way of chewing it all up. It was her way of processing the loss she never knew she could have. A lot of her worries and troubles stemmed from the fact that she felt she'd lost a father, even though he was long gone before she'd even opened her eyes or took her first breath. How do you grieve someone who was already dead to you? How do you grieve a person who is alive and thriving?

Questions and inquiries swirled and stormed her little head... that was until she saw him.

Yet another tragic and vital part of her mourning... grieving someone who was gone. Arvid made a double take as amethyst eyes deliberately tried to push the image out of her head. Woefully gathering his things, and scanning the room - the cheetah mutt peered at the hunter through an open door. Long pointed ears, a thin tapered tail and spots the color of the sun when it kissed the horizon line.

After all that had happened.

"..Inky?" .. Inky was home.

________

PART 2 & RAIN'S POST : EBC: All the Parts Combine to One

COLLAB BETWEEN ME AND RAIN
She thumbed and did that gorgeous BG
I did a clean sketch/lined, colored and shaded

Rain847
EP to Arvid, and Inky
I want this to count for Arvids AC as well