We try as we may
02-26-2014, 03:27 PM
That was exactly it though, she was afraid, she had always been afraid and never had wanted to admit it. In deep dark ice cavern, but she had no right to show it since she had to protect her friend Itu at the time. When she returned to Alacritis, she had been afraid of exactly this, her bearings had slipped on the reality that was hers. She had Chrysanthe to trust though, and the words dug into her little by little even if some of them were less believeable. She dug in a deep breath, and it was probably the longest sigh she had ever taken in her days of living breathing and moving around. "It's funny how fate plays out, I have the ancient blood of kings in me. Yet I was enslaved and ruled out of fear for my own skin." Vahva would seek to inch closer to the woman. Be allowed to lean a shoulder on her, sitting the way she was. Vahva hoped she would not be rejected such comfort or touch even. They were no longer leaders, but the least they could do was depend on each other for help if anything. Her tail curled around her haunches as all the words sank in. "I was in the wrong though, he made fair points and I pushed him. I just think....he fell in love with the wrong person. His name is Colman, I also have a daughter Koi but she is missing." Vahva explained coming with terms the fact that it was her fault Colman had lashed out. She couldn't exactly give a lecture about love, their father had bred her out of frustration when she was a slave. They were slave born children, but then created something of themselves that was for sure. Vahva shut her red orbs for a moment but then opened them again. "Can I tell you a story, the one how I was born, and how I've always been hoping that Cairo would one day forgive me and my mother." Her mother told her this story over and over again of the mistake she made. And why Vahva had been looked at like a hethen for so long in her youth. "My mother was Night Hutashi, lead healer of Valhalla ex princess of Kingdom of Raal where some of my relatives resided until it's fall. She was a short woman, shorter than most wolves so she did all she could to help with herbs. My father, was Sani, he was a warrior of Valhalla. I didn't spend much time with him, but I got my red eyes and mane from him. One night, my mother had been treating a wolf that was in a lot of pain. So she accidentally got intoxicated by the poppyseeds when she was in heat. Sani also had accidentally gotten intoxicated by poppyseeds at the time as well. Sani already had a mate, or rather someone he was in love with. I wasn't supposed to be conceived, I wasn't even supposed to be born. Cairo punished both my parents, Night wasn't allowed to leave the territory until the Volcano erupted. Everyone looked at me like I was the devil I remember though. And somehow I feel like Cairo was angry with me for such reasons." Vahva said those words with ease, and it was the story that had been held in the back of her head for ages. "I may not have anything to be afraid of....but that's what I am. Afraid. Right back where I started. Starting over is harder than everyone had let it out to be." She shifted flicking her torn ear, feeling odd with it not there anymore. "I couldn't stand my son being in Glaciem because of what they did to Valhalla. They slaughtered and defiled my aunt, sister of my mother. They killed my cousin and left his children defenseless where the only survivor was adopted by Maverick and Epiphron. So here I am, after trying to help Tortuga, I ended up here again. Chrysanthe I am forever thankful to your family, and it's service to mine. I only wish I could pay it back ten fold." She said and gave a soft smile. Maybe things would look up to the better. Not everything was about her and she couldn't waste her time around herself forever. Vahva wasn't exactly off the ground yet, but in time she would be. She would get happier, come to terms with things and then perhaps Valhalla would make better use of her healing skills. Make her mother proud, and seek forgiveness from Cairo. She had from his children at least hadn't she? Speech, |