what if i could do better

Lilith really tried not to let everything get to her but she couldn't help it sometimes. Being sick really held her back physically, socially, mentally… She felt like she would forever be placed in catch up mode. Which she likely would be for most of her life, the year of life she experienced the majority of it was spent tucked away in her room just praying she would make it through the fevers and the pain. Now she was still praying but she made it through the point where she wouldn’t be taken unexpectedly in the night. She was still far too often den bound, but even Ezra hadn’t meant the words like she took them. Her brother apologize, he hadn’t meant it to be a reminder of her weakness. He was like her, just happy that she was out and about.

”It’s okay,” she returned softly, it really was she didn’t hold his words against him. ”I’m glad I’m out too.” She gave him a grin from over her shoulder. Ezra quickly averted the conversation to something she was eager to explore. Lilith wanted to be like her big brother, he was an incredible fighter, he was healthy, no one was constantly asking if he was okay. ”I’d spar with you, if you think you can take it.” She teased him softly as her silvery paws continued onward over the border path. Are you sure it shouldn’t be me teaching you?” She joked with him amusedly. They both knew that Ezra was the more experienced and talented fighter.

Lillith Adravendi