In My Stronger Moments

*Raisa* · 11-05-2014, 07:06 PM

So the fierce fae had a gentle side, did she? Raisa felt some of her own jagged edges soften as she stood there enveloped in the warmth of another. It had been so long... But she stepped back. Business, she reminded herself gently. Settle this, and then you'll have all the time in the world for her. They had catching up to do of course, so much that needed to be said. The ashen femme still felt out of the loop after almost a full season's worth of conscious thought. Time had moved so quickly that Raisa sometimes wondered if it was not just a dream, one where she would leap from place to place in the blink of a thought. She let out a deep breath, forcing Katja's scent from her nostrils less it move her to distraction. Stop it, she berated herself.

Raisa choked her warmer feelings with great effort, but Katja seemed to have no trouble at all falling back into a nervous cast. Raisa would raise a gentle brow and wait as the woman wavered. At last, it would pour forth, and to begin with Raisa had nothing to alarm over. She had heard long ago that Olympus now belonged to Katja, and for all the conflict it had stirred within her own mind and heart, she was in a strange way pleased that the dark warrior was making a name for herself. She deserved the reputation, the esteem. But... "They reside with Valeriya in Ebony but they are Yfir's." Wait, what?

Her brows drew downwards and her mouth opened ever so slightly, shock paralyzing her. The other children had been in Ebony... Raisa turned a glare to the dirt below her and held it there. She had smelled nothing, Valeriya hadn't said a damn word about it. Anger boiled in her stomach, that the knowledge had been kept from her but it was for a certain auburn fae due east. That Katja had claimed them was... hard to understand. Why had she done it? What would Raisa have done... But mostly why in all the hells hadn't Valeriya mentioned it?! It could have been an opportunity to apologize to them...

Pain lanced through her heart, hot and stunning. Another flaw she would have to contend with eventually. She looked up, meeting Katja's gaze once more and wondering what she had made of the palette of emotions she'd displayed. "Why did you do it?" Raisa asked, voice surprisingly gentle, if stern. Revenge was no proper cause to steal children away from one's family, but if Katja thought she would kill her for it... Gods above, Raisa was no monster!

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