the right words

*Laeta* · 01-09-2022, 07:41 PM

Now that she knew she could physically move, it felt as if the world had changed dramatically. There were lands to be explored, places to see, and endless amounts of running and hunting and leaping as her heart desired. She felt like she could reach the stars and move mountains if she so wished, and her eagerness for exploring and that yearning and wanderlust returned like the fauna and flora after the long night. Though, the weather could be better - rain pattered the castle walls like an endless thrumming melody, and some it leaked into her third-floor bedroom through her window, which Mel fussed over while muttering "This blasted weather! Lady Laeta, you’ll catch a cold at this rate.." But the woman paid no mind. She had insisted on getting out of bed unassisted to walk outside her room, but her muscles were far from peak shape. It took a spill from her bed to the floor, followed by a panicked Mel scrambling to hoist her onto weak twig-like legs to get her actually moving..somewhat.

She’d gotten ahead of herself, wrapped up in the joys of being able to move a body that listened to her after so long. She had grown tired of wasting away in that bed and watching the same walls over and over. She was full of life and energy, a childlike bravado and a zest she craved to satisfy. Her tail wagged, weak and slow but clearly accentuating her excitement. Lae convinced herself she was not in a dream - her finally walking was as real as the downpour outside and the squeaking floor beneath her splayed toes. Her body was struggling to even stand, but her smile never wavered as she awkwardly planted one spread out leg over another, looking much like a cat trying to avoid a path of mud puddles. Or like those dogs that wear booties for the first time. The emaciated woman was on a roll as Mel nervously clambered after her, but she ignored his anxious pleas as she twisted her face in determination, narrowing her eyes. One step..two..about to pass a room..

And before she knew it, the thrill of the splayed, wobbly walking ended as her wasted muscles gave out, legs bucking out of her control as she flopped on the floor. "Lady Laeta! Oh heavens, are you hurt?" Her badger cried out, frantically looking her over as she sighed, a huff of exasperation spilt from her lips. The happiness quickly gave way to frustration, much like her legs gave way to let her taste the ground. "Mel, I’m fine," She murmured. Damn it. She knew it would take time for her to be able to walk for some distance, and that she needed to take it with baby steps - but it sucked, plain and simple, that her supposedly permanent paralysis had caused other side effects even after her miraculous movement. Her ability to serve the pack still hung far into the horizon, out of reach. She grunted as she attempted to hoist herself off the floor, resigning to letting her badger friend help her back up. No doubt someone would hear the commotion and investigate.

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