Chained to the Rhythm
Okami had been spending time with her mother, trying to keep her mother from remaining depressed. She didn't like to see when her family was sad, especially her mom...she looked up to her, but it was hard trying to help her when she didn't know exactly how to help her. Some days her mother was fine, other days she simply didn't want to do anything at all. Growing increasingly frustrated, which was unusual for Okami, she ultimately decided that if her mom wanted to get better, then she would. Sighing, she decided to head out to her den until she heard her brother's call. Ears perked and head cocked to the side, she wondered what Dragon was calling them for. A meeting? Or something else? It didn't sound like anything bad, so she decided to head over.
When she arrived at the heart of the plains, she saw Dragon and a small group gathered. Blue eyes looked to Dragon first, ears falling back a bit when she remembered he was blind now. But even with that, he was still willing to lead them and she willing to follow. He hadn't allowed his disability to hinder him, and in a way she could admire that. It must be hard trying to lead a pack, and she wondered how the others felt about following him this way. Family or not, he had her respect. He had worked hard for them, and though she knew she hadn't been pulling her weight like she should have been, she wanted to try harder for him. Her sights then fell on a new member, one of them making her eyes widen. What the!? Did that wolf fall from the sky!? She had never seen a wolf like that save for the one named Ankaios, but she hadn't seen him for a long time now and guessed he wasn't in the pack anymore. This was certainly...interesting. Moving towards the group she sat down next to Valdis. She would be sure to talk to her sister in a bit, but right now she had a burning question for the warrior. "Valdis, do you think you can teach me how to fight? I know you helped in the raid and what you did, and...I would like to learn, if you'll teach me?" She had a growing interest in the art. With her bulk and size, there was no telling what kind of damage she could do if she really tried. She only hoped the Crimson Crusader would be willing to teach her. |
