Searching for Safety

*Ashtoreth* · 07-30-2014, 04:36 PM

Walk | Talk | Think

She continued to stare into the territory after her call had faded, seeking out any moving forms that might manifest themselves into the wolves that she sought. How many would come? Would any come? She knew next to nothing in detail about the place aside from the fact they were ruled by a woman, and that at one point one of them had traveled to Valhalla on some diplomatic mission. Not even with that could she recall anything about the stranger, face or name, and for the first time she wished she had shown at least a little interest in the politics that were going on around her. It would have been incredibly handy to have now.

Turning her gaze, the worrisome mother rested her eyes on her children, watching how the two leaned upon each other for support. It was heartbreaking, watching them be put through this. She had always had fears, reservations, about having children, afraid that she might be inadequate as a parent, that she might fail. Leon had been the one to assuage those fears, to convince her that all would be well, and she had conceded in the end. And look where it got us. Desperately she hoped they would be given their second chance, as well as the help she terribly needed, here within this new pack.

Ashtoreth focused on maintaining her tenuously held calm, forcing her gaze eventually from the children so that the sight of them would no longer cause her eyes to tear up. It did not take long for a dark figure to show themselves and approach her with an announcing bark, the woman carrying herself with the dignity of one both highly ranked and well respected. A shiver raced across the nervous grey wolf's spine at the sight of her, and almost without thought her head lowered a fraction more. She felt small compared to the tall woman who came to meet her, listened silently and edgily as she introduced herself and her pack, finishing with the anticipated question. Why was she here?

"My name is Ashtoreth Adravendi," she stated, her voice sounding as small and desperate as she felt, "and these are my children." Or what are left of them. She could not quite bring herself to say the rest, fighting the lump that had formed in her throat at the mere thought, the fresh tears that collected in her two-toned eyes, and after another second managed to find her unsteady voice again. "We're looking for someone to take us in," she explained, "a new pack to join. We can't--" She stopped, cutting herself off. There was no "we" anymore. "I can't..."

But still the words evaded her. It shamed her too much to say she could not care for her children alone, without help and without the safety of a pack. They were her responsibility, no one elses. What right did she have to burden a pack with her problems? "Please." She had not intended to beg but the word left her before she could censor it, leaving no doubt in her mind that she had reached her lowest point. But it was all for the betterment of her children's lives, for Vaishya and Cador. For them, anything was worth it.

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