Uncertain
05-07-2018, 08:20 PM
Rhea knew there was turmoil in the pack, she understood that in full when the meeting had worked everyone in the pack up. She was still too young to fully understand the gravity of their situation or why the adults were all talking about what to do about some "Abraxas", but what Rhea did know was that she didn't like the way things felt now. Some decision had been reached by her aunt and now Abaven was very quiet and very different. Adult things seemed like they would not be fun at all, so the child grew more and more certain that she was not looking forward to growing up and having to argue about scary things with other grown ups.
She'd wandered through more of the thicket and found an abandoned bird's nest that she spent the better part of an hour that morning trying to knock down from the sapling it was perched in. The nest had turned out to be much more stubborn than Rhea, so she'd finally thrown in the towel and set off to go explore more of the territory for a while. So far she hadn't really poked around the Rapids - her parents were pretty clear that they shouldn't play around there or they might fall in and that would be bad. Unfortunately, as obedient as she was, Rhea was still curious. She opted to observe the churning waters from a great distance, hoping that not actually really being near it would be good enough to keep from getting in trouble.
The dark-faced child sighed heavily, flopping onto her side and staring up at the yellow-orange leaves of the tree she was relaxing beneath. Life was weird, and a little frustrating.
She'd wandered through more of the thicket and found an abandoned bird's nest that she spent the better part of an hour that morning trying to knock down from the sapling it was perched in. The nest had turned out to be much more stubborn than Rhea, so she'd finally thrown in the towel and set off to go explore more of the territory for a while. So far she hadn't really poked around the Rapids - her parents were pretty clear that they shouldn't play around there or they might fall in and that would be bad. Unfortunately, as obedient as she was, Rhea was still curious. She opted to observe the churning waters from a great distance, hoping that not actually really being near it would be good enough to keep from getting in trouble.
The dark-faced child sighed heavily, flopping onto her side and staring up at the yellow-orange leaves of the tree she was relaxing beneath. Life was weird, and a little frustrating.