-- they say world was built for two
10-04-2013, 09:48 AM
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And let the words fall out. Mercianne's greeting had Ocena stirring, her head lifting to focus her gaze on the white female, and Ocena smiled at the other. "Mercianne," Ocena let the warm greeting fall from her maw before she allowed Mercianne to continue, "I have been well. I miss Gargoyle, of course, but..." Ocena trailed off, twitching her ears. That wasn't the point of this. No, what Ocena had summoned Mercianne about had nothing to do with herself. It was about the white female that stood before her. A sigh escaped the female before she continued, shaking her head slightly. "Well, that's sort of why I called for you. I've realized recently that if raising three pups on my own was difficult, six must be much more so." Ocena hesitated for a moment, wondering if this would come across in an insulting manner, before plowing ahead anyways. "And I wanted to let you know that if you ever need any help at all, I will do whatever I can to help you, and I would think that the rest of the Snow Rogues would as well." Though she could make no promises about the rest of their family, Ocena was certain that they would all help Mercianne in whatever way they could. Still, she felt the need to clarify what she had said a little, so that she hopefully would not come across as condescending or insulting, "I don't believe that you are incapable in any way of handling this, and I'm not trying to say that you cannot do this; I simply wanted to tell you that the help is there if you need it." How long had it been since she'd spoken so much? When she had been younger, not pushing six years old, she had babbled almost always, trying desperately to cover up a low self-esteem that she had finally moved past with the help of Gargoyle and her extended family of Glaciem members. She would fall silent after those words, however, allowing Mercianne time to digest and consider Ocena's offer. However Mercianne reacted, Ocena felt better having gotten that off her chest. She didn't want any of the Snow Rogues to struggle. She would look after them as best she could in Gargoyle's absence. It was like wearing an awkwardly sized coat; one that was a little big, and didn't fit quite properly, but most of the time, it could work. Maybe she could, in fact, pull off this leadership thing. Coding by lutara/kat lyrics © sara bareilles - brave |