Calm my Anxious Mind

She had been so consistent and persistently pacing that her companions had long grown board of watching her. The nocturnal marsupial had retreated inside the den while the board foraged a few yards away from her. Both creatures had tried to comfort or distract her, but nothing had helped. She had been a mess since she had realized her uncle had left. She knew what he had left to do and the sickening fears made her gut churn and knot. Today Uncle Ace was challenging her father to a death match. She had no doubts in her uncle's fighting ability, but the anxious part of her worried that her father would perhaps play dirty, have uncle ambushed, or something else ill would happen. The thought of loosing him was driving her crazy. Uncle and Ignis were the closest wolves in her life and she couldn't stand the thought of loosing either of them.

So all she could do was pace and anxiously wait for his return, or word of ill news. She had already regretted that she hadn't insisted on coming along, but she wasn't sure how she would feel watching her father die. Honestly she didn't care to ever see the man ever again. He couldn't give her any answers the last time she had seen him so she had decided to completely abandon him and her relationship to him. Even though Acere was her uncle, he was also the father figure in her life. She didn't know how long she had paced, or how much longer she would need to pace until she got any news in any sort. For now her anxious form would continue to pace.

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