ardent

Bloody Moons Set Eventually



Tahlia

Somnium

age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
posts
229
player
Anais
08-12-2014, 01:28 PM




Walk | Talk
| Think

The woman's gold and cloudy eyes closed softly as she listened to Bane answer her question, her worries and suspicions confirmed. It hurt her to know that in her inattention, while she had been finding a place and involving herself in the daily pack activities, that her husband had been feeling so neglected, so useless. It had been her hope that they might all settle in well there in Ebony, that what they once had within Seracia could be returned to them once more, a stable home and a stable future. But even then Bane had been about doing things his way, independent and unafraid of causing a stir. It should have been less surprising that this was where they were destined to go.

He was cut off by the arrival of their leader Katja, and as Tahlia lifted her head from her husband's shoulder she noted immediately the coldness behind the woman's stare. Of course she would be angry. Ebony had already suffered through a few losses and though it had been out of her hands she had seen how few their numbers were, how much of a challenge was going to be placed on those with rank enough to train and teach and lead. But already having decided her place to be at her husband's side she could not see a way that she could make this new loss any easier on the woman she had grown to respect.

Katja's tone was frosty and direct, and feeling that weighty stare skip her way the black and russet wolf lowered her gaze and allowed Bane to speak for them though she was not entirely in agreement. Ebony still felt like the better choice for them, a safe home with others to defend the borders, hard work that the family could take pride in, experienced healers who might be able to alleviate any pains that Bane developed as he progressed further in age. If not for her wish that he should be happy she might have argued the point, but she stayed quiet instead. A glance was cast toward her youngest daughter, her heart aching as she finally noticed the tears that seemed to collect in the young girl's eyes. Somehow they would need to make this work. Somehow they would need to find something in this move to give them a purpose, a new fight to struggle for. She only hoped the family could adjust as well during this move as they had the last.