Memories and passings
05-16-2014, 06:09 PM
Death seemed to surround the cross marked fea, though being here with Themisto would be worse than losing her mother and her child. Both had been taken away quickly, with hardly a moments notice their lives had been lost. It was so different living with the sunny eyed healer. She could hardly call it living, her own form would waste away with Themisto's. She felt her soul withering away as day by day she would live the awful decline of her first love. She did not know which breath would be his last, every break in the rhythm of his sleep would cause her a miniature heart attack. She would dread the end, but still she would crave it. Seeing her care free savior so weak and... Dying. She felt like the few shards of her heart that had regrown had been pummeled to dust. She was tired, her tears were gone, and her being a husk of what she had been. Themisto would try and cheer her, and she kept a smile on just for him. ?But inside she felt the toll the end of his life was taking on her. She was so tired of the endless hurt. He was sleeping, as was becoming the most usual for Themisto. He was so very weak, he had to sleep to even take in the tiny amounts of food he could stomach. She would hear the desperate call of her brother, and an inward battle would ensue. She would never forgive herself if the tailless healer she cared for died alone. She would kiss his forehead, praying inwardly that he would regain his strength with his fitful slumber. The hole in her chest would throb with sadness as she let herself slip from his den. Crucifix would not have disturbed her were it not deathly important. How she missed her Family, but most especially Alpine. It was hard to think of a future with out Themisto, but every time she tried her best friend was there in his stead. Her body was thin, fur dull but not matted. She and Themisto could do little together, but grooming was a low energy activity. Her head held low, an obvious sign of the hurt she felt. The sorrow pouring off her body as she made her way quickly to her brother's side. She wouldn't leave Themisto for long. Seeing his familiar form Twig would pick up her pace even more. By the time she reached him she was out of breath, partially from her high speeds but mostly from her sad form. She would move to embrace him, her body but a bag of bones and her heart almost completely crushes. "Crucifix. He's so close. I've missed you, but please don't toil." she hoped he knew how much he meant to her, but also that she had to finish out her self appointed task. She would see Themisto off to the other side with all the love as she had for him. "Why did you not come to the den?" her voice was soft and wispy as her confusion became apparent. What had he been up to while she was with Themisto? |
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