Unwavering Determination
Alright, so yeah, she'd be doing a real fine job of trying to show Rune that she was worth keeping around in his pack. So far all she'd been to Secretua was a burden; coming into it pregnant, bringing Freyr along... ending up giving birth outside the borders. Then, when trouble came, she ended up losing consciousness before the intruders were even dealt with! As if that wasn't enough of course her brothers paid her an unexpected visit. The gods were punishing her for something, well screw them too. They could suck on her toes.
The small female sat just outside of her den, brooding. She was irritated, though that in and of itself was not usual. More than that she was frustrated at herself for being a failure as a warrior. Damaged or not she had hoped to prove her worth to the man she owed not only her life to, but Einarr's as well. Freyr, wherever he was, had her daughter. Their little family was down to three... and Akemi would be damned if anyone dared tried anything with her child. Though getting Einarr just to interact and leave the den was becoming a task in and of itself. He hated strangers now... he hated them because of how he saw Hati treat his other uncle, of the cold words and the fighting. He had been too young to be exposed to that.
They should have known better. Gods they should have known better! They had gone through that crap as children too. The female heaved a sigh, glancing towards the den. Einarr was even hesitant to talk to her now. If he did it was just to leave, for it to be just them. Akemi shook her head. This was no way to live. She had proved nothing, and gods above if she couldn't pull her weight here then she didn't deserve to be here.
Body would rise, calling to her boys. "I'm going hunting. I'll be back later." A few seconds later she heard just one, squeaky voice. "Okay momma!" The female would turn away, heading off into the prairie. Her single orb was on the lookout for something to grab for prey -- she would need to find something of a decent size for Einarr. He was growing so large... he would be massive as an adult. The perfect warrior... but her? What was she?
Aggression would turn to the unfortunate prairie dog she found. Teeth would tear, snarling, ripping the creature apart once it was in her jaws. A few moments would pass in this manner before she stood, letting out another sigh. What on earth was she doing? Tearing up the prey wasn't going to fix her problems. The point was she blew the biggest chance to show Rune her strength... but she didn't regret trying to protect Warja from the beast's bite. Wicked little creature that it was... it's teeth had left a wound that bothered her for a couple days even after the event. Single orb would close, mind racing.
She would not just give up. There had to be another way... another opportunity to prove her worth.
Akemi would not admit total defeat again.
Never. Again. "Hear me talk," 'but read my thoughts.' |
| Table by:: Keno |