too sick to pray

*Maija* · 10-19-2014, 08:20 PM

She heard Kylar's call and immediately answered. Neo remained with their children, of whom were tenderly sleeping, to let her take flight. Her body was regaining its physique, something that quickly happened everytime she had whelps. A hidden blessing that she enjoyed, but it would not be on her mind as she set out to see what all the hubbub was about. She would not be disappointed.
When she appeared, a small gathering had already arrived. Once she got close to the nearest wolves (Empy and a retreating Valentine), she saw the familiar russet-furred woman, unconscious upon the ground. Her heart stopped beating and she wanted to rush towards her without a second to spare. Instead, she slowed her walk and her breathing to long breaths. Leaf-green eyes watched her intensely as she listened to how they spoke of her sister. Her face remained stone cold as she watched her sister lay there, unaware of what everyone was saying.
Maija turned to look at Cataleya, leaf-green eyes meant only for those coral pools. Her Queen was the only one that mattered, whose command was important. The pack was loyal, 'tis true, but Maija was only loyal to her ruler. Silently, she moved past the nearest wolves and approached the silver-furred woman. "My Queen..." she softly said, words meant only for her. "Let me be the one to tend to her wounds and care. I would not usually request such a thing for claimed wolves..." She looked at Sibelle for a split second as she continued. "But this one, a Queen of another pack, is a rare gem to be claimed." Maija looked at Cat and then, even more softly, she added, "She is also my sister..." With soft, bated breath, she waited to see what her Queen would say.

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