We try as we may

*Vahva* · 02-20-2014, 09:24 AM

Part of her honestly wished she had never taken that position of alphess in the north. Out of fear it had been with not the hopes of getting back here, but only for survival. Her emotions had been toyed with now and she wasn't sure what to do with the bottled up things that she had with this deep depression and no friends to share it with. She couldn't burden them in such a way, it wasn't right, besides they had their own problems at the moment. Then suddenly her good ear perked to Chrysanthe coming across the lands. What was the alphess doing here? Wait ex alphess, but she would always be a leader in Vahva's eyes. Strong, and ever so perplexing in those days. It was all too surreal really. She shyed away, but mainly because she longed for comfort and to comfort her friend. As she spoke of Cairo, it brought a sting to her heart. And she returned her gaze to the sky.

"Cairo never approved of me...my mother couldn't even get buried, she was so small, and got crushed by a tree when I was barely a yearling. I always think about how horrible it was to leave her body there squished under that trunk, but I would never have been able to pull it off of her." It made her heart sting. As her red eyes looked over at Chrysanthe. "Cairo would be proud of you chrysanthe, many wolves would end up like me by now whose only hung by a thread with themselves. When it comes down to it, you're a fine strong young woman." this was her best efforts at trying to comfort her. Vahva didn't just lose her home, she had lost the trust of everyone in Valhalla. On top of that her son had taken half of her ear, and told her never to come near glaciem less he scar her worse than he had with her ear which had only happened maybe a few hours ago hence the herbs over her right tattered ear.

The woman hung her head down low. Her shoulder blades sticking out as she gave a soft whimper. "I don't know how you are feeling right now Chrysanthe, I wish I could have done something more than just outburst. Now everyone that was in Valhalla hates me, again, like when I was a child. And my son became my enemy when he tore off my ear and swore loyalty to a glaciem woman. I don't know what to do anymore, and I don't know if I have the strength to pull myself up again. I feel helpless and afraid, like I had been when I was a slave in the north." She openly tried to share her feelings with chrysanthe. To get things off her chest if anything at all. Her red eyes moved over to the woman, and she raised a lip then lowered it in defeat. "I'm sorry, you have your own ailments to deal with, without hearing mine." she whispered.

Speech,

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