Safe Return
11-15-2016, 10:57 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-27-2016, 03:33 PM by Lillianna.)
It still hurt to breathe. Every step was not quite a knife digging into her side and lungs, but it was almost to that level, especially as they drew closer to their destination. At least she could walk, though - she remembered the first nights, the first weeks where she just laid there, the intense pain causing her to lose any lucidity after mere moments. Blurs and flashes of agony was all she remembered from those early times, and the woman shuddered when she recalled it. Anything, everything was better than what had happened then. Had it not been for her intense luck with Vali running into her, Lillianna wasn't even certain that she'd have survived.
She faltered again, even as she spotted the territory in view. What... what would Bass do? What would Lark do? How angry would they be? She wondered if they thought she abandoned Abaven; surely not? She'd never made the inclination to do so, so that wouldn't happen... right?
A soft brush of a nose on her shoulder made her tip her head to the side to glance at Vali, the taller woman who had taken care of her during the time of hell, and made certain Lillie survived. And truly, the woman was a blessing; Lillianna was walking on all four legs, and rather stable, even with a slight limp resulting from the pain that still radiated from where her leg had broken.
She was finally at the border, and the red wolf took a deep breath. Tipping her head back, she let out a howl - a somewhat soft, wavering howl that requested the presence of the alpha of Abaven.
"Speech" "Language" "Farrym"
She faltered again, even as she spotted the territory in view. What... what would Bass do? What would Lark do? How angry would they be? She wondered if they thought she abandoned Abaven; surely not? She'd never made the inclination to do so, so that wouldn't happen... right?
A soft brush of a nose on her shoulder made her tip her head to the side to glance at Vali, the taller woman who had taken care of her during the time of hell, and made certain Lillie survived. And truly, the woman was a blessing; Lillianna was walking on all four legs, and rather stable, even with a slight limp resulting from the pain that still radiated from where her leg had broken.
She was finally at the border, and the red wolf took a deep breath. Tipping her head back, she let out a howl - a somewhat soft, wavering howl that requested the presence of the alpha of Abaven.
"Speech" "Language" "Farrym"
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.
11-16-2016, 06:11 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-27-2016, 03:32 PM by Váli.)
The girl - Vali couldn't help but think of her as such - recovered remarkably well. She hadn't expected Lillianna to even live; how hectic it had been, those first few weeks, trying to make certain that the wolf didn't die on her. Fever, infection, malnutrition were all things they had to battle, and half of it Lillianna didn't even know about it.
It was, truly, a miracle that the girl survived... let alone be walking as well as she was, with nary a limp and breathing quite fine, if still tenderly. She'd make a full recovery, though that recovery would still be slow. It had been many, many weeks - almost two seasons, if Vali recalled, since the incident. Now she was in heat again, and another year older; it added on a new layer of misery that was just itching under her fur.
It didn't distract her from her duties, though. From the start, Vali had been there for Lillianna; she'd grown to learn a lot about the young woman. Certainly hotheaded and foolish about way too many things, but also surprisingly insecure and caring about those around her. She wouldn't say that they were the closest of friends, but the experiences between them would be something neither would forget in a long time, and there was an unforgettable bond that would never be broken between them. That Vali believed, wholeheartedly.
Vali smiled softly as her thoughts wandered, though she was quickly pulled back when Lillianna faltered. She was there in an instant, brushing her nose on the red woman's shoulder in a show of silent support. This was Lillianna's journey back, though it was hers as well. She didn't have any of the worries that Lillie did, for some reason. She was fully confident that even though their absence was undoubtedly noticed, they would be accepted back, after everything was explained. They just had to get there.
Finally, they were there, and Lillianna took initiative and aclled. Vali laughed softly, her own head tipping back to strengthen that call for Bass, and anyone else who would like to appear.
11-18-2016, 10:01 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-18-2016, 10:01 AM by Lark.)
The call was not specifically for him, but he had no intentions of ignoring it. The day was crisp and clear, and the sound rang out far across the lands - Lillie was home. The feeling that suddenly washed over him was... difficult to place. Dread weighed down heavy on his heart, mixed with a feeling of relief, of anger and uncertainty and sadness and joy all at the same time. He had just barely, finally, come to terms with his feelings about her.. well, more with the fact that he had some kind of feelings, even if he wasn't quite sure how to express it or what he wanted from it.
And then she left him.
He'd been angry about it for awhile, though he hadn't really showed it much other than his usual sulking. Showing that he was so upset about her absence would've only prompted further questions. He didn't feel like talking much lately, especially not about her and about her leaving. It hurt too much, and even admitting that was difficult. He wasn't used to having such intense feelings, not for anyone, and especially not for her.
He fought back a groan as he pulled himself upright. Seriously, where the hell had she been? He hoped she had a good excuse - but really, would any excuse make him feel better? Slowly, without hurrying at all, he made his way to where she stood. He recognized the girl that stood beside her, from a distance, and his face tightened. He didn't want to give her to satisfaction of seeing that he'd missed her, or that he'd been worried about her.. and honestly, he wanted his father to handle this first. Lark was silent as he came to a halt at a far distance from them, lips pursed as he sat and waited.
And then she left him.
He'd been angry about it for awhile, though he hadn't really showed it much other than his usual sulking. Showing that he was so upset about her absence would've only prompted further questions. He didn't feel like talking much lately, especially not about her and about her leaving. It hurt too much, and even admitting that was difficult. He wasn't used to having such intense feelings, not for anyone, and especially not for her.
He fought back a groan as he pulled himself upright. Seriously, where the hell had she been? He hoped she had a good excuse - but really, would any excuse make him feel better? Slowly, without hurrying at all, he made his way to where she stood. He recognized the girl that stood beside her, from a distance, and his face tightened. He didn't want to give her to satisfaction of seeing that he'd missed her, or that he'd been worried about her.. and honestly, he wanted his father to handle this first. Lark was silent as he came to a halt at a far distance from them, lips pursed as he sat and waited.