Which way is up
08-06-2014, 07:39 PM
Oh how the world liked to spit upon the poor white woman. Time and again the foundation she had thought steady as the earth itself had cracked and quaked and proved itself just as treacherous as the world. Home, a concept she had clung too since her own escape from her family, she had thought she would never feel at home ever again. Then Valhalla had offered her something she had long gone without, security, and a sense of home had come from that. But Valhalla had twice been torn from her grasp and the second time she had stopped fighting and let it drift. The news of what had happened to her once home had reached her and despite at that point being part of Covari she had felt a rush of sadness and even anger, mostly aimed at the red woman who ruled her current pack. This she had not discussed, she had always figured Rune would have backed his aunt and so had not felt right with pursuing a possible conflict. Then a sickness she did not know had gripped her and while she had done her best to sequester herself away for the protection of her family soon Keiki had to come to reside in the small den she had taken temporary residence in, the grey and white child evidently catching whatever it was Alamea had caught. Rune had been good, updating her when need be and checking up on the two sick females when he could. Then the last shred of any stability had collapsed beneath them as it seemed it always would when it came to the tiny ivory woman. What else was there for them now? Only each other, was the resounding answer and even in sickness Alamea had clung to the knowledge that at least her family was still here like it was a life line, and she drowning. Only now was the sickness subsiding, her body feeling marginally stronger. Twice a call went up for her and the children, twice the woman began to rise to her paws only finding her footing the second time. With some difficulty she woke Keiki, who was still in a worse state than her mother, the sickness not quite working its way through the girl?s body yet. Making it clear the grey and white child was to stick close Alamea went off to answer her sister in law?s summons. The going was slow, the larger frame of Keiki leaning heavily on Alamea. Familiar figures rose up from the range and Alamea stopped, allowing Keiki to curl up a bit away from the others before picking up her pace slightly. The Ivory woman said nothing as she pressed up beside her mate, seeking the strength and comfort of his form. The short trek had taken quite a bit out of her, her breathing a bit labored. "Speech," Goodness Gracious great balls of fire, thank you Fox! |
