No. Stop thinking like that. It would get better. It had to. Oh, lies. L-I-E-S! Her daughter was missing, presumed dead at this point, and Quilyan seemed to have grown distant. Did he blame her for not taking care of their daughter well enough? For trying to find a way to balance taking care of everyone and their long lost cousins as well as the family that was supposed to have so many of the herd looking out for them?
She was the reason everything broke. And, as she finally settled herself down in the meadow she allowed her limbs to fold in a fresh patch of lush grass. Her glitter beginning to pool around her - flying in the air ever so slightly with the breeze the shuffled her locks while Valiance worked on braiding them. Perhaps if he could bring her focus back onto something else then she would stop this. Perhaps he would be able to get her back on her feet - to go back home.