pride and fear

*Laeta* · 11-13-2021, 10:39 PM

Upon hearing the steps and sound of another wolf - a pack member, but one she had not met yet - Lae attempted to raise her head the best she could. Being on her side, though, a motion so simple to perform for wolves was immensly difficult for her in her state, and her face flopped back down on the pillow with a resigned sigh. It was frustrating. So damn frustrating. She couldn’t even lift her head and speak without it feeling like her neck was twisting and cramping. With a soft huff, the woman concealed her sudden tears of vexation at her condition, but it was just more ooze instead of actual tears. A soft sniff would have given away her clearly saddened state, but the ooze had a way of concealing such emotion.

Mel almost jumped out of his skin as the stranger stepped in so quietly, adjusting the monocle upon his eye. “O-Oh! Goodness me, I do apologize for my surprise-” He briefly paused to grab a hankerchief in his claws and wipe the gunk from Laeta’s eyes, turning to Bowen with wide, friendly eyes and a polite bow. “A pleasure to meet you, Lady Bowen! My name is Mel, and this woman whom I care for is Laeta. She is most kind, and I am proud to assist her.“ At the mention of the wolf knowing the pack’s head healer, Mel looked over at Laeta as if to ascertain if the assistance of the healer may be needed. Laeta glanced up at him with a gaze of defeat. She wasn’t used to being cared for and it showed. She wanted to be able to look after herself and not be a burden on the pack, but that was taken from her. Mel’s expression saddened as Laeta looked away, not wanting to be a bother to anyone.

Turning back to Bowen, Mel replied, “That may be a good idea, madam..she is quite unwell, I’m afraid. She cannot move her legs, not even an inch.” It was clear that the badger wanted what was best for the woman, and was devoted to her care and well-being as a friend. A friend gained under mysterious and quite dark circumstances, though. After all, the firefly man did this to her. And although Lae’s memory of the exchange between her and that cloaked man was fuzzy, she knew she must’ve deserved what had happened to her. It hurt. It hurt so badly.

"Speech"

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