Nightmares, Night Terrors

*Surreal* · 06-05-2014, 10:50 PM

Surreal

He came, like a guardian angel of mercy. His questions she tried to answer, but the seizure still had her in it?s jaws and all she could muster was a gurgled ?I d?noo?? Was she going to die? No! She wasn?t going to let that happen. She had life ahead of her. Alpha training to take from her mother. Falk to be mated to and have children with. No! She wasn?t going to let this be the end. The seizure lessened. She remembered something. ?Mother was.. C-called out. D?know how long ago?? Her fuzzy brain whirled with thoughts, and she was having hell trying to sort them out.

She pressed against his larger frame, her own form shaking with fever shudders. ?Y-Yarrow. Maybe it?ll?Maybe.. It will help with the fever?? Her teeth were chattering so hard it was hard to get the words out. ?S-Smells like pine, but colder?? Her limbs started jerking, and an unbidden whine of frustration gurgled out her clenched jaws as she was bodily thrown onto her side by the convulsions. Her legs paddled rigidly, and then she felt the nausea rising. ?F-Falk.. Getback!? It was all the warning she could give before her stomach forcefully rejected her dinner of stag haunch and tripe. Oh yeah. She could really use the yarrow?

She tried her best. She really did. She was trying hard to keep a level head and stay calm. To remember what plants would do what for her bizarre attacks of symptoms. But every time she thought she had a full grasp of what to say next, it slipped out of reach as she opened her jaws. So she said instead. ?I love you, Falk.? And I?m not gonna give up life to this. Not like this.

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