Pox Rotten Antelope

Her dear, faithful sister had a heart of sunlight, she seemed utterly selfless in her constant mission to help Motif through her drama, even her want for the children could not be seen as a selfish act knowing the other wanted to see the others grow, to see what they would become and be apart of their lives. It became a constant ache in Motif's chest to know this and know that she was going to break the heart of her sweet sister when the time came ? but what else could she do? How could these children stay and grow in Abaven, allow the taint of Motif to affect them, she knew she would be no good for them. What else could she do? Tell Rhy to raise them and send her away from Abaven to do so? Her heart squeezed and stole her breath at the thought of losing her sister over this. Motif simply didn't know what the right answer was and something in her heart was telling her it was Shai, she had nothing else to go on but that and she would grip it tightly, deathly and hold onto that decision and make it when the time came.



?I know Rhy, I don't know why but I know you will? she said, easing herself closer to her sister and closing her eyes, enjoying the warmth and closeness of family and the security it provided. Then, with a deep, tortured sigh she would move her bulk back again and find her way, slowly to her paws. ?Ugh, Rhy, nature calls..... nature always calls? she muttered grimly before ducking out to the trees to relieve herself. She would waddle her way back into site soon enough, with her growing yet still barely finished enlarged stomach.