Please Miss, for me, Sis,
The river appears still, yet it flows under the thinnest of ice, awaiting the gentle touch of the sun. Though the air bares only the coldness and the ground is frozen once more, they glitter with the gift of each nascent ray. It is as if her God ensured there would be hope even on the deepest and most wintry of days, asking her to see the sparks that remain even when the world is frozen. And so the siren choose not to see the blanket of ice but the waters that remain deep and moving, ever onward to join the ocean in its slow yet sure way. That is how she imagined herself, victorious in the nasty arms of fate but if she were to open her eyes, take a deep look inside of her own ice cold carcass she would discover that in fact she was terrified, hanging on the thinest thread of a spider silken web. She was feeling out of control and for a control freak like her, that meant something. The witch trembled within her place; quivering with unseen fear of unheard whispers of demonic turmoil that settled inside of her.
She had not expected to find a wolf, standing quietly upon her borders as she completed her border patrol. She knew that soon such activities would be beneath her, but the active Alpha was not going to find it an easy time to sit back and let others do the work. As her belly slowly grew, and wobbling around became difficult, she knew she was going to be a grumpy person to work with. Until then, she would complete her duties as best she could, and that meant approaching the stranger that stood at her borders. She was puzzled to why this stranger stood there in silence, making no effort to call out to the Alphas here, so she approached the stranger with caution “Are you aware that this is pack territory? You stand on the borders of Abaven, and I would ask what brings you here” the pregnant Alpha would quizz her, stopping a short distance away. |
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Patience would settle within the dormant vixen as a morbid silence took over the frozen land; she did not dare to step forward into unfamiliar territory nor did she dared to make a call fore the babe did not settle her revenous mind. Dark and light, two continous ideas mingling with one another; right of wrong. Cold, calculated gems stared onward with the ticking shifts and change of the course of wind, the chilly winter breeze ruffling her luxurious russet and earthen pelt, bringing yet another shiver forth that traveled down her spine towards the witch very toes. She was able to capture the sound and scent as the first to arrive would slither into view. A woman appeared in her line of sight with a pelt seemingly as dark as night. The witch would simply stare. Silence danced with tangible motion between the duo until the stranger woman has taken the first turn to vocalized her own turmoils. What brings her here indeed. She might have been, for the first time in her life, at a lack of words. She could simply offer a falsetto and blame it on mere curiosity or apply for option B that would inquire knowledge and perhaps her pleading for help. Ebon, full lips would quiver into a frown as soon as the witch took notice of the other woman abdominal region, fighting the desire to look away. Perhaps she had made a mistake. Finally, as moments passed, Nephthys would clear her throat,
Still on alert, the Alpha would wait for her answer, which wouldn’t be quick in its coming. The pregnant wolf shifted her weight, uncomfortable with her large belly, and fighting the urge to snap at this wolf before her. Her duty one out, and she kept her cool as she gave the stranger a chance to speak her peace.
“Aid?” Shaye repeated, puzzled as she looked over the woman more carefully. What did she need aid from? Hmm, she realised in a moment, recognising the scent of the woman as developed, changed into something more. She was pregnant, as Shaye was, through clearly not nearly as far along as the heavily pregnant Alpha. “What can Abaven do for you, stranger?’ she asked, a little more gently this time.
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She could tell that the other woman was growing less and less patient and more annoyed by the minute and yet her tone changed sightly from the first to the second sentence. Why, the autumn woman was unable to say for the moment however from a second look the other might have registered her pregnancy, better late than never.
She felt a protective surge for the puppies inside of her, no matter how difficult things were going to be, no matter how confusing they made her life, not once did the thought even cross her mind. She had created them, now she would take responsibility for the,, and ensure their lives where the best she could make them.
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The autumn babe gave a slight nod in the ebon woman direction, a sign of recognition