And it begins

*Argent* · 01-21-2014, 06:47 PM

She knows they need to move to the mainland. Islands are no place to stay during a hurricane, and thus the mother has begun moving her children to safer ground, having started the moving the moment she senses something is off. Alas, her newest brood is safe, tucked away from harm?s way in a den that is far from water. The mother seeks a few branches to place in front of it, to block the rest of the rain from their faces. She also, perhaps, seeks the carcass of an unfortunate creature. Hungry mouths remain hungry, after all, storm or no storm.
She is busy searching when a familiar whimper catches the wind, and immediately the silver woman follows.
She arrives at the crumpled form of her son, uncertain why he is here, so far away from the safety Argent knew Glaciem could provide him. She pulls herself closer, noting his missing eye. ?Vereux!? she calls out, her voice stern but calm. She does not cry; the last thing her boy needs is her panic. She crouches near him, panic sitting hardy within her chest. ?Vereux it?s me. We have to get out of here, it isn?t safe. We need to find you a healer,? she tells him. She hopes he does not hate her, hopes he does not flinch from her as she attempts to lean her side against his. Her broken leg is just barely healing, but she cares not for her own comfort.
As always, the silver knight thinks only of her offspring. They are her purpose, her heart, and there is no competition for the fierceness of love she has for her children. She cares only that Vereux will be safe somewhere, and then she will worry about explaining herself.

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