Contemplations
10-11-2013, 11:01 PM
War and Winter, two events that never should collide, at least in the mind of a healer. Winter was a natural event in the cycle of life, at time of reprieve for the precious herbs that she relied on so heavily to tend to her patients. War wasn't natural, but it happened, and it wasn't particularly something that she feared. She found herself worried, about the pending war between Valhalla and Glaciem. Valhalla's numbers were greater, and should the leaders of Valhalla call upon each of their warriors, their numbers would nearly crush Glaciem. She was worried. She found herself, stretched out in the sunlight, her mind wandering, glancing to the pregnant belly that seemed so out of place for her now. Inside of her, Isardis's pups grew, pups with blood strong from the king. These pups needed a strong home, she could only hope that war wouldn't happen. She could only pray. She was worried, the stress about the pending war wracked her little frame. She couldn't sleep, for fear of seeing her unborn children ripped apart awash in blood. She was terrified, and worried for her children and her pack. The sunlight dappled through the thick pine trees, glowing lightly on her pelt as she laid, her head resting on her paws, contemplating the days to come. Speech... |
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