Strong For Somebody Else

Fear tangles her gut into knots, driving any sense of appetite far from the young Leader’s mind. Why did this have to keep happening to her and her pack? Why are they doomed to make matters worse every time that they try to stand up for themselves? Small form trembles with all the pent up worry and doubt that eats away at her mind and she finds herself repeatedly dry heaving in the relative safety of her den.

When she isn’t heaving, her small paws pace endless circles into the ground as she replays the events over and over in her mind and the minutes stretch into hours. Haydée doesn’t even realize that she has chewed a small hole into her lip or that blood now coats her tongue; no, all she is aware of is the imminent danger to her pack. Ethne didn’t deserve any of this and all she can keeps thinking about is how to keep everyone safe. Should she offer up her life?

A call from her sibling pulls the young woman from her own mind, eyes moving to the fur that separates her living space from the rest of tunnels behind the waterfall. With a deep breath, she swallows the blood that coats the inside of her mouth (when did that happen?) and she swiftly moves to answer Saga’s call. Short legs pump as she trots to where the polar bear is, fear coloring her gaze as she comes into view.

Saga had excused herself to go do something shortly after they had arrived at The Hallows and Haydée had worried that she had gone to offer her apologies much like Gavroche had. Slowing to a stop, she fearfully asks, “Are you okay? Where did you go?” Right now, they need to come together as a family and figure out their next course of action and Hay needs all the help she can get.


"Haydée Kedieo"