Can't let go, Raisa kept telling herself desperately, day after day, week after week. She couldn't fail her people, she couldn't fail the legacy she'd been trying to honor and remember. Even if Rajani hadn't been her real Father, he'd raised her and her littermates in his grief. She refused to believe he didn't do what he thought best for them all. She wanted to do good things in the world, to improve the standing of her family, to create a sanctuary for those who were different, or alone, or lost.

But it felt like it was an empty dream, especially now that nearly all those she had to work alongside, to remember alongside were gone. She... wasn't sure she wanted to do this anymore. Maybe one of their allies could use a boost of members? Maybe a new, budding group could use some more hands to set up? Raisa wasn't sure, but the idea wormed its way into her head and demanded real consideration.

Later.

Cobalt's voice called out, grabbing her attention from where he was sitting DEEP in what looked to be a satisfying scratch. Raisa offered a smile and a wag of her tail, pleased to see a familiar face. He'd been around early in her life, and while he made her think of easier, happier times, he was also a stark reminder that not everyone was gone.

Hello, Cobalt, she returned, happy for his casual nature if not even his senseless chattering. Did any of it make sense? Of course not, it never had and probably never would. Did Raisa mind? Never, not one bit. She very much had a question of daedra on her tongue, but he kept on going, seeming to correct himself -- but the second attempt didn't make anymore... lore... sense? than the first one. No matter. She was confident in her answer:

No vampires, she nodded, because, well... she hadn't seen anything weird, or unknown, and while she had not the faintest idea what a vampire was, that checked it into the unknown category.

Nothing on the borders at all. Nothing happening, at all.

Her dour mood was leaking through, and she sighed a little at it.

Well. If there was anyone she could pop random questions on, it was crazy vampire-fighting grandpa, right?

Cobalt, what would a good leader do if they... don't think they want to lead anymore? Loves their people, wants the best for them, but just isn't happy? Took on the job for the wrong reasons?