ardent

What a Familiar sound



Irune

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
227
size
Small
build
posts
72
player
09-09-2014, 11:14 PM



She laid there in the den, trying to rest, wishing it would fall over her. But no matter how long she kept her eyes closed and wished for it, it would never come. Before Quelt found her again she had spent the night staring up at the stars, wondering which one was her mother, would Eris be watching over her, was she making her proud? These questions would never have answers, or at least so it seemed. She would once in awhile seek the advise from the stars, where the ancestors roamed and hunted. But not a words or sign was given to her. So it would not be too unusual for her to be unable to sleep, so used to being up at these hours. But she would try and at least keep her eyes closed. Her russet ears listened to the shufflings outside the den as Quelt did one last round around the mines. She was aware of him as he entered the den, careful not to disturb her yet unable to resist touching her with a lick to her head.

Amber eyes flashed open in the dark of the den as she shifted to move closer and press into him with a content sigh. Having him next to her was wonderful. She missed him so much, his warmth and scent, his easy nature. While she was small and cold and unpredictable. Perhaps that's why he loved her, he never knew what would come from her. Not even she knew sometimes, she just went with how she felt most times. But it was now that she realized how much she needed him and his comfort. Every time he was around the tightness in her chest would loosen. She could breath again without risking tears spilling over, she could feel the heaviness on her lift slightly. Her eyes would turn to look up at him with so much love they might burst right out of her head." Quelt, I never thanked you, for everything. You did all of this for us, for me. You never gave up on me..." She said softly. Eyes would look back down at their paws, her's both placed upon one of his.

She wanted to tell him, needed to, but finding the words was hard, even harder not to swallow them. " The day before Isar claimed me, he found me first. We talk and I learned my mother died. I..i feel like ive let her down. That it's my fault. If I had visited more often, or I had never left her side. She might still be alive. I don't even know how she died and all I could do is image every possible way, each time I never get to her in time. Losing Isar is a blessing and a sorrow. He was the only other parent I had. The last person I wanted to make proud and prove myself to. I wanted to learn his tactics and skills in leadership, I wanted to better him.." She trailed off with a frown. It was true she wanted to be a better leader than her father the throw it into his face. To show him you didn't need bloodshed to rule a kingdom, to terrorize the lands with his name.