frozen herbs

*Integra* · 11-25-2015, 07:54 PM

Integra's work-load had lessened since the coming of winter. The herbs she'd laborously gathered during the spring, summer and fall were dried and stored though there were still stray bits of items that could be found. However, this morning she was out merely to go for a stroll. Her mind had been clouded with thoughts. She couldn't figure out what it was she was supposed to be doing and the recent events at the claim challenge had only caused her stomry heart to roil. She was grateful for Evangeline and considered the girl a friend yet her feelings toward Valentine were starting to shake. She trusted him, considered him a wise leader but the rumors going around were that Avalon and her children had not been taken as slaves. She didn't have proof of it of course but the very thought filled her with fury. A woman claimed from a known enemy pack being allowed all the freedom of a full member when Integra herself had been forced into slavery for the crime of getting lost in a blizzard. She'd accepted that she had little proof and so she'd taken to being enslaved without much of a qualm. However, she assumed that it would be the same for anyone who wasn't fully trustworthy and it didn't come much more untrustworthy than a claimed wolf from an enemy pack. Integra dearly hoped what she heard were mere rumors that the Sonticus woman and her whelps were indeed slaves. She wasn't quite sure what to think of Valen otherwise.

As she strode into the Orchard, making the rounds of her morning walk she paused as she noticed one of Valentine's children from his copulation with Rhythm. She gazed at the pup for a moment. Rhyme. That was the name, she was pretty certain that was the name he'd been called by at the feast. "Hello, Rhyme," she spoke softly, "what are you doing all the way out here?"

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