welcome to existence
08-10-2013, 07:35 AM
Cut me loose
My parachute won't let me fall Don't be afraid of a chance for a miracle
The past few days Orica had been all the sweeter to her family, but just a touch quieter. She was preparing herself to have to tell them that she was leaving. ?Just a chance to explore on my own,? she?d say, ?Too meet other healers and help other wolves and grow up. I should be back in a couple of seasons.? That was the best she?d come up with so far, and all of it was true. But she?d be making very certain to leave out a certain detail: She wasn?t going alone. Perhaps her family would?ve been happy to hear that her traveling buddy was a warrior wolf nearly as big and nearly as protective as Gargoyle himself? But that happiness would be quick to wear off with the news that he was a known killer formerly addicted to the shedding of the blood. Just a hunch. Demyan was?. Special. He was different. Orica had been unsure of herself at first, but more and more lately she?d been learning that she could trust her gut, and her gut told her that she was perhaps the only wolf who was safe around the male. He?d sworn to protect her? and more. Orica blushed at the very memory. She didn?t know how someone who?d done the things he had could have so much hidden depth ? but he did. And it deserved a chance. She was willing to leave the world she?d known to make sure of that. In time, if all went well, then she would return to her family ? wherever their rogue wanderings might have taken them ? and bring home a newly reformed warrior to join their band. At this point in her life she had seen good wolves kill bloody and bad wolves nearly die to save the life of a stranger. Life was complicated. Or ?complex? as Ocena had said when Orica had asked her mother about it. It was a hurdle that she?d have to tackle soon enough. But she didn?t want to leave yet. She?d promised herself she would stay to greet the new litter ? her new siblings! And of course what healing knowledge she had, she would put at the disposal of both of the faes who were to have the puppies. As far as Ocena?s birthing went, Orica knew that Mercianne had been asked to take the lead as midwife, and though the wolf was heavily pregnant herself, she?d agreed ? she?d even sought out the expertise of the Valhallan Lead Healer, whom Orica had also met and found she liked extremely. Every healer has their own knowledge and stores to draw upon, their own advise and choises when it came to cures ? Orica had raspberry leaves to eat to help internally heal the bleeding afterwards, she had springs of heather and lavender to help calm, she had poppy root for pain, and last but not least, a few bit of borage to help soothe headaches and start the flow of milk going for the pups. All of it was kept in her medic?s bag, along with plenty of other things she?d found along her forays into the other lands. Orica wanted to be ready, when her mother?s call sounded, ready she was. The girl climbed up the steep, stair like path that wound itself through a curve of the bay cliffs, and started off across the coastal plain. Eventually she came to fringe where her mother had already dug herself a burrow. No sign of her father yet, but that was alright, males would just get in the way ? and perhaps Ocena had other ideas, but Orica didn?t think she would?ve wanted her mate around to be worried and helpless and fretting. Better to let them sweat it out outside. Mercianne was there though, and the little medic was happy for that. She slowed to a much quieter walk and ducked her head inside ? picking up her leather knapsack in her teeth so that it wouldn?t drag along the floor. Orica, had a healer?s instincts. She was totally calm in the situation. And moved about as quietly and confidently as she could. ?I brought more herbs,? Orica murmured setting her pack one at the side of the den near the more experienced healer. The scents of plants and flowers had already begun to fill the small space til it had all the fragrance and freshness of a summer meadow. Not a bad place to bring new lives into the world. ?Just let me know what I can do to help,? she said to the white fae. Whether it was fetching water with mullien leaves, or administering herbs, or just waiting calmly for the pups to come so she could lick them off and get them breathing ? whatever was needed, Orica was ready to do |
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