it’s time isn’t it

*Laeta* · 11-26-2021, 09:29 PM

The Songa had reassured the ill woman he’d stay, and that was enough to keep a hopeful expression upon her ooze-crusted features. That is, until the cruelty of the illness had taken over and she’d entirely forgotten that he’d been there in the first place. Lae frowned softly as she attempted to rack her brain for some memory of his arrival to her room, but alas, her ailment had whisked the thoughts away, leaving her mind blank. I just arrived a moment ago, he had told her, only for her to knit her brow in confusion. Did he come in? When? Even her train of thoughrs began to blur into an incomprehensible cluster. Nonetheless, his statements and offer of compny refreshed the soft smile that returned to her lips, despite the excruciating pain. Sota. He was such a kind friend.

"Company is..always nice.." She rasped, her lungs crackling with each heaving breath she took. The rise and fall of her chest was rough and seemed to take much effort. Her wheezing brought Melis over, as he grabbed a hankerchief in his ruby claws and helped clear the ooze away from her face and what had dribbled down her neck fur as well. Behind Sota, the woman saw the faint glow of her family’s spirits as they watched her, their bodies transluscent and wrapped in a soothing, ethereal glow. Sota would likely not even sense them, and whether or not they were truly one of the many spirits that wandered the lands at this strange time or were just another figment of her fevered mind was unclear. What was clear, though, was their expressions. They didn’t want her to join them. Not now.

Lae, dear, Her mother’s spirit spoke, barely a whisper. The figure Lae saw would approach her side, pressing her nose to her face in comfort. It is not your time. Stay with your new family. They will give you hope, guidance. You have yet to find yourself. Sota would only see the paralyzed woman’s saddened expression as she murmured to something that wasn’t there.

"I-I will..mother..I’ll stay.." She croaked, bioluminescent ooze of tears streaming down her face. She watched behind Sota as her family faded away into nothing, leaving only the living souls in the room. Mel watched his friend with concern, wiping her eyes again as he glanced at Sota with an apologetic expression. "I truly hope this has not scared you, good sir..the illness has made her mind suffer as greatly as her body, it seems," The badger said softly, taking a blanket and draping it gently over the woman’s shivering frame. Lae’s ruby orbs flickered at her companion in reassurance - it seemed the poor creature needed a lot of it. He’d done so much for her even if he wasn’t confident that she was strong enough to pull through.

Laeta glanced at Sota, back in a lucid state. For how long she’d remain this way was unclear. "Sota..I’m not going..to die. Don’t worry." Maybe he wouldn’t believe her, but she didn’t feel she was going to die. It wasn’t her time yet. She still had so much to experience, so much she hadn’t learned about pack life. She couldn’t, and wouldn’t go yet.

"Speech"

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