Waiting For The Inevitable
04-23-2013, 06:31 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-23-2013, 06:36 PM by Erani.)
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Cairo was unyielding. She expected nothing from him. She had erred greatly, shamed not only herself, but Cairo. And Valhalla. Now she was quite useless to the pack. A pregnant, useless mouth to feed. She opened her muzzle, but another shadow fell beside Cairo?s in the mouth of the cave. Chrysanthe?s voice, flat, without any anger, spoke to Cairo. Erani?s muzzle closed and she let Chrysanthe speak first. She knew the young female had wanted to come with her, but had given her room. Her ears perked slightly as Chrysanthe pleaded to her father, and gave her head a silent shake, ears flattening. Her unborn litter was strong, even now, they moved vigorously. ?My pups will be fine, Chrysanthe. I acted out. I deserve what I get.? A soft, sad smile flitted over her muzzle as she looked at the young female. ?When it comes to those I care for, My heart overrides my sense. I should have waited, or worded what I said differently. But I didn?t. As a result, I am only able to be useful when I am requested. It is my own fault, and I will live with it. Do not blame yourself for my position, child of my soul.? She gazed at the dark faced lass, feeling so much love in her heart that it hurt to breathe. Cairo?s voice pulled her eyes away, and she listened to his words. As he spoke about her hurting of Collision?s pride, she gave a mental shake of her head. If Collision let his pride control his actions like that, what would happen when a wolf from another pack bashed against it? Soleil? Dying? Not according to herself, she had visited the small healer with the herbs needed to continue her recovery. The recovery was going well, last visit. Rayne was keeping an eye on Soleil, and had not come to Erani with news of problems. Soleil would know if something was going wrong. What of Collision?s children. What was pride, compared to them? ?He has family. He has you, he has his children. His pride is not all he has left here. Soleil was on the road to recovery, last time I checked on her, and that was mere weeks ago. I have both Preston and Rayne checking in on her, and she would know if something was going wrong or if she was relapsing. She is a healer herself. I have not been sent for, neither Preston nor Rayne have come with news of emergency.? A pup gave a particularly hard pick, making her give a huff and glance back at her side with a frown that, had they been born, would probably have stopped the offending pup in it?s tracks. Even so, the kicking eased to a more comfortable tempo. Chrysanthe spoke, and her head turned back to the young female, eyes sad. ?I wanted you to be able to watch them grow up, show them things a big sister would teach younger siblings. I guess we?ll have to settle for you being here to watch them be born.? Her eyes turned back to Cairo. ?Have you been told when the? Wedding is?? The word stuck in her throat. It was unfamiliar, too formal, too? Un-natural. She looked at the older male. In some ways, he reminded her of her father. The tenderness he showed to his family. Yet still, he reminded her of her birth pack?s Alpha male. Only recently had she come to truly understand Amorek?s unusual interest in her. The special little things he?d taught her. The interest he?d taken in watching her fighting training. Her healers training. He?d been conditioning her, and she didn?t know it. She wondered if Cairo had ever met the Redwood pack. She doubted it. Thinking of Amorek made her think of another thing. What would have been in her path if Redwood had survived, or never been attacked in the first place? Would she have been? Married? To some other pack?s heir? Would she have been making decisions that an alpha made? Betrothals, alliances wars? She pulled away from that path in her mind with an unconscious shake of her head. It didn?t matter anymore. Redwood pack was history; Blackmoon pack had won their war. Fenrin had wiped them out. She and Cormalin were lucky. Sarak was lucky as well. He would be two years old in winter, according to him. She wondered what he would do, once he reached the age where he would be forced out. Would he beg to stay? Or go his own way? Another shake of her head and she forced her wandering mind to attention. |
Prolly making this even worse for her -Groan- Sorry for the mega wait.