Back to Our Roots

Indigo hit her with more of his self-loathing, blaming himself for the burden she'd had to take on in the wake of their family's implosion. She shook her head tersely, eyes hardening for a moment. "No it's not. Not entirely." She wouldn't be stupid enough to say he had no fault in the disaster that had occurred, since that would have been a bold-faced lie. Making puppies required two parties, and both had been consenting at the time. But she didn't hold Indigo at fault for Duchess' misdeeds. It was likely Emersyn would never forgive Duchess for what she had done, and she certainly would never trust her again. She expected the little bitch to try and pull some stunt like she did again once she stopped self-destructing, but she wouldn't blame Indigo unless he became a voluntary participant again. Then she would blame the giant purple lump of idiot if he kept sticking his dick in the whore after she'd proven she couldn't be trusted and wasn't sorry for what she'd done.

When she began to walk off, part of her wondered if Indy would actually go with her. He seemed to uncertain and meek, so uncharacteristically him, there was a genuine fear that he might never recover to be the way he had been before. If that Indigo was dead and gone... Em didn't allow her mind to wander down that path. To her delight, Indigo gave a small smile and began to follow her, the two larger wolves starting a slow patrol around the lush valley. "It has," she agreed, glancing up to the clear blue skies dotted with only a couple fluffy white clouds. "The world needed it as much as we did." Em led Indy around the valley, enjoying the soft grass between her toes, and took a detour down toward the stream that ran through the valley, providing much of the natural irrigation to keep everything so vibrant and lush. She needed to talk to Indigo about the band—and by proxy, about them—and the future they had, if any.

Stopping beside the babbling creek, Emersyn sat back on her haunches and heaved a sigh. Gods, how did one even begin this conversation...? "Indigo..." Okay, that was as good a place as any to start. Keep going. "We need to talk. About the band, about the future, about what you want and where we stand." Some of these topics would not be pleasant and would be heavy, but they needed to be had. Emersyn couldn't keep the band in limbo forever. Something had to give. "I... want to apologize, first, for losing my temper with you back when... when everything with Duchess happened. I know you were a victim in it, but I just felt so hurt and betrayed when it felt like you chose Duchess and those puppies that shouldn't have happened over us. It felt like you were willing to sacrifice our wellbeing for theirs and... that stung. It made me feel disposable—like I did when I was a pit fighter." She hoped that she was getting her feelings across to him coherently. She wasn't exactly good at expressing emotion and this wasn't easy for her to be vulnerable and talk about, especially after feeling like she'd been betrayed or hurt.

Clearing her throat to bring her mind back out of those dark memories, Em continued. "I guess I just wanted you to know how it felt to me, because I need you to know where I'm coming from." The dusty violet fae lifted her eyes to seek out Indy's deep sapphire irises. "Duchess has hurt our family. She showed no remorse, and I fear she'll try to do it again to get what she wants. Out of respect for you and your decision, I didn't kick her out of our family. I let her stay, even when she keeps leaving us to go do gods knows what it is she does." Or who she does... Em thought to herself. "I don't know if she even wants to be a part of our family anymore or cares for any of us besides you. But what it boils down to, is that I can't trust her. I don't trust that she won't try some crazy stunt again with you to try and keep you for herself in some deluded way. I don't think she's mentally sound, and that makes her dangerous." Emersyn sighed for what felt like the millionth time and looked back down to the mellifluous waters at their paws. "I won't tell you to not do whatever you want to do with Duchess. You can make your own choices and it's not my place to ask anything like that of you. But I need you to know that if she keeps up the way she has been, if you continue to defend her reckless behavior and give in to her, you'll have to decide between her and me, because I won't stay to watch her destroy you."

"Emersyn"