Come Hither, My Craft Fellows
08-05-2013, 01:59 PM
| Erani |
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Next to arrive was her own Nephew, Cael. He came to sit beside Imena, greeting them with a nod to each before he addressed her. She smiled warmly. It was good to have family, and ever better to have a healer among them. ?And you, Cael. How are you finding Valhalla?? Her eyes swept over him, taking in his slender figure and graceful movements. It was almost like seeing a male version of her mother, except for his eyes being Cormalin?s Mirror. Her head turned as a third set of paws padded along the path to her ravine. Rayne?s tread. Deep blue pools studied the white female. While the physical wounds had healed, Erani knew Rayne?s mental pain had not. Erani knew mental pain. Nightmares had made Rayne?s sleeping rough during the time she had spent in one of the den?s Alcoves, and Erani knew better than to think that they had left after Rayne had moved back to her own den. That wasn?t the way of emotional trauma. ?Rayne.? The greeting was also an introduction for Cael and Imena. Erani watched Rayne, and could see the walls snap up, blank look turning to a pleasant look that felt false. The grey and blue gaze focused on some point only Rayne could see. Going blank as Rayne was doing wasn?t good. That male would pay. And pay dearly. So she made to draw Rayne back to attention. ?Rayne. This is my Nephew, Cael. And this is Imena. They are both new to Valhalla.? Deep blues studied the white female with gentle concern, before movement caught her attention and her ears flicked toward the path. |