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I've lost my way, can you help me?



Maia


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08-19-2013, 10:36 AM
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Absolute panic. It consumed her, eating away at her sanity slowly but surely. Her cries. Her blood. A white phantom and a dark knight. Maia. Her name drifted her through her thoughts but it wasn't her mothers voice, it was deeper. Her brain soon recognized another scent within the caves. Rune. Eyes fluttered open, revealing verdant optics. Momentarily disoriented she looked around herself before meeting her brothers icy gaze. It was almost like having her mother look back at her. Except for her brothers significantly lighter pelt.

"Rune, what are you doing here?" A yawn parted her inky lips, revealing ivory daggers. She shook her head, clearing her thoughts before pushing herself up to sit before her brother. How long had it been since she had seen her brother? He had grown, matured. He had always been the smallest, but now his size rivaled her own. A gentle smile graced her features as she offered her brother an affection nuzzle. She had missed him. This chance encounter brought Vixe to mind, where had he ventured off to? He and herself had always been the troublemakers.

Ebony plume swept across the stone flooring with a few wags. It lightened her mood to see one of her siblings. But where was their father? Did he even know their mother was dead? Was he even still alive. It was a battle to keep the panic from settling in. She couldn't lose both her parents, she just couldn't. It didn't matter than Secret or Kylar hadn't really been involved in their lives, it didn't matter that they both disappeared regularly. All that matter was that those were her parents!

Her outward expression never once faltered, staying collected despite her inner turmoil. She wasn't sure if her brother would see through her mask or not, she hoped he wouldn't. "I've missed you." She spoke earnestly, she missed her family. She missed her fathers attention, her mothers wise words, her brother Vixe's attitude, and Rune's quiet presence. She wondered what he had been up to, what he had done to occupy his time. Surely he knew of their mothers death, but she doubted he knew that she had witnessed nearly the entire gruesome event.



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