It's Time To Begin, Isn't It?

*Raisa* · 10-02-2014, 06:00 PM

Her little girl was breaking down, and something in Raisa broke as well. The dam of emotion poured forth and voiceless sobs began to rack her body. She shudder under the weight of them, unable to express them any other way. Raisa burrowed her muzzle into her daughter's fur, gulping in her scent. She did not smell like a pack, there was nothing of her siblings there buried in her fur. Raisa could only think the worse. What could possibly have led her children to separate? She had taught them form the first that their family, the last of the true Xanilovs, must stick together to survive. Did that mean... Svetlana was the only one left? Raisa could not stomach such an idea, could not imagine. What had this poor girl gone through in her mother's absence? Koros seemed to know her very thoughts, as he so often did, and asked the girl, "My Princess, what has happened during our... leave?" He knew he would have to explain the situation to Svetlana eventually, likely out of her mother's hearing. It was her right to understand what had happened, but he could not stomach the idea of shaming his master right before her very eyes. It made him queasy just to think about it.

Raisa shook her head solemnly at her daughters words, ignoring Koros all together, trying to convey to the girl that she would never, ever leave her again. All she wanted was to return to Ebony, to be with her family, to be the mother her children deserved. She knew she had to find Katja as well and repay the enormous debt owed. She had so much to do, but felt disinclined towards all of it at the current moment in time. All she needed to do now was be with her youngest daughter, her precious Svet, and make up for her long wayward moons.

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