Why...

*Tahlia* · 07-28-2013, 11:11 PM

Walk | Talk | Think

The lack of immediate response made Tahlia second guess her decision to come visit the grieving mother. Perhaps it was too soon. Perhaps she should have given her more time to be at peace with what had happened, or at least accept the fact her loved one no longer resided in the body that was left behind. Her eyes drifting to stare rather guiltily at the ground, the russet and black she-wolf gave the wolf her time, ears only perking when an answer was given to her question. Reficul. Such a curious name. But curious names seemed to be a commonality about this place and she supposed that she simply needed to get used to it. No matter the name, no matter the lineage, a lost life so young was still a terrible thing, and she was glad at least to know a little about the creature who would no longer grace the earth.

Another rumble of thunder coursed overhead, followed by a voice that Tahlia knew well and responded to immediately. She turned her head to glance toward their newly appointed king, a kindness in her eyes though the seriousness of the situation prevented her from smiling outright as she otherwise might have in greeting. "King Maverick," she greeted quietly, the title sounding odd even on her tongue. So used to addressing him as Prince, Tahlia knew it would be some time yet before the new proper address would slip easily and without conscious thought from her lips.

Her attention returned to the battered and broken body of Reficul as her king came to stand alongside her, his concern drawing about thoughts that she hardly wished to consider. What did it matter how she had lost her life? Wasn't it bad enough that it had happened at all in the first place? Her expression seemed to mimic this, brow pulling downward over her darkened gold eyes as she listened to the poor distraught mother answer him. Oh, how she wished the rain would drown those words out. She didn't want to hear that the babe had been found, in pieces, at the border, didn't want to listen to the overwhelming grief that overtook Loccian as she tried to get the words out. It was bad enough knowing that just within that little hole lay a tattered body that should have seen so many more days to her life.

Despite her willingness to assist in grave digging before, Tahlia was suddenly wishing that she was somewhere else. It would have been far too rude for her to leave at this point, she thought, as Loccian crumbled and fell to rest her head against the lifeless body of Reficul. It tore at her to see it, to feel in her own way the loss that this poor grieving mother felt. Expression pinched with concern, she lifted her head to glance sidelong at their king before returning her attention to the grey female and feeling at a loss on what she, practically a stranger to the mother, could do to help.

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