Nightmares, Night Terrors

*Surreal* · 06-05-2014, 07:45 PM

Surreal

Her mother had charged out in the night, following an urgent call from Imena, or one of the other healers? Surreal, currently, felt horrid. Her eyes stung, and she couldn?t quit shivering, but she felt hot, like she was being submerged in Hell?s River, then dumped in the snow. Hot, cold. Hot cold? Hot? She blinked in the gloom of the dark alcove that made her resting place in her mother?s expansive den. What? Why was she crying? Why did she smell blood?

She swiped her face on the inside of one foreleg and stared blearily at the dark smear on the pale silver of her inner leg. She sniffed it cautiously. Blood. Panic swirled through her, and then her body seized, limbs jerking spasmodically. A faint whimper of fear left her, gurgling in her throat as the spasms tightened her jaws, jowls lifting of their own accord. The seizure stopped slowly, letting her gasp out a tiny sob. No. Stay strong. Stay?

Through gauzy vision, she saw a huge black shape stepping into the alcove. The liquid golden eyes. The familiar scars. ?P-Papa?? Papa had left, long ago. Why was he back? The figure suddenly burst into a swirl of smoke. ?Papa!?? Was she going mad? He?d just been there! Mother! Where was Erani? Panic brought her jolting to her paws, and a seizure brought the Beta Heiress to the floor of her alcove again. ?F-F? Falk!? It came as a pathetic whine. ?Falk?? She needed him. Needed. Him.

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