The healer and the knight
01-30-2014, 12:43 AM
Irune Ezra Armada |
She left the den off to find her own little stash of herbs. She knew from watching her mother which ones where safe and how to harvest the plants. Her plan at least was to find some but her mind was else where. As a healer did that make her weaker than a warrior? Would the others look down on her? What if no one trained her to fight because she was a healer? How could she protect her mother or Rin and Ky? The blue and russet pup clawed at the ground now bare without the snow. She walked without a purpose, never paying attention to where she went. She no longer had she chubby short legs but she was still tiny for four months old. She paused at a puddle cause from the melted snow, to stare at her reflection. She didn't look weaker, or strong either. Where did she fit in then? She sighed and turned away. When Vereux came to Eris about his missing eye, Irune had watched her mother work with fascination. She had even offered her special pile of lavender to calm him down. She never stopped to think of what she was doing, healer and herbs just came naturally to her. Maybe it was because she had been born into that life with a mother as a healer. A sudden thought made her freeze. Head lifted as brows furrowed down. What did Vereux think of her? He was the only one beside her mother that knew of her talent. Would he go around telling others? What did he think of her, as weak? She whinned with distress. Never before had she had this worrying knot in her belly. She was usually confident in what she did and said. But now she wasn't sure. She just wanted to prove her worth to everyone, to her father. She flopped down in the grass on her side, gnawing at the fresh green grass. The soft rustle of an approach had her roll her head back to see who was coming. And it was no other than Vereux. She watched him for a moment, studying if he was used to one eye yet, how the gaping hole was healing. She closed one eye, wondering what it must be like."Hi Vereux...how's it going?" she asked with her one eye still closed. It was a weird sensation. To try and see everything with one eye. She felt sorry for him, he couldn't see the whole beautiful world, only half. |