say amen [jupiter]

Plagued by nightmares of beasts with thousands of teeth, the pale child had not recovered quickly. Constantly tossing and turning, crying for parents who had yet to leave her side. Olya had worked hard over the course of several days, constantly tending to her wounded rump and keeping the bandages fresh. It had been harrowing and stressful for all involved.

Days had passed since the fever broke, mild as it was. Her mama, da, and teacher agreed that it would be safe to venture from the safety of the crypt. The maze of caverns had served them well, keeping the pale child out of sunlight until the healing process could get well underway. With a little bit of fumitory paste applied to her nose, the shaman in training had been herded back into the world.

Blinking wearily, the youth stepped out into the sunlight. So far, she hadn't been to this area of Boreas. It was new, and strange. She didn't doubt that her family lurked close by, keeping a watchful eye on her. It didn't matter, she didn't feel like going very far. Her butt still ached something fierce, and it was hard to walk very far. There was still a nagging fear in her chest, too. There weren't any of those beasts around here, right? Where was the danger? (Everywhere, it was everywhere.) A soft sigh was pushed from her chest, and the youngster flopped heavily onto the dusty floor. The familiarity of a cavern's mouth kept her calm, where her family's absence still made her nervous.

Crossing her forepaws, one over the other, she let her hind legs lay to one side. She could scurry back into the darkness of the cave, if she needed. It made her feel safe. With grass under her paws, thin and sparse as it was, she let the crisp air cleanse her. Olya said that it was important to keep her spirit free of burden by bathing, or by laying still while the wind whipped at her. This was pretty similar, right?

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