You should really ask your parents about this
Samara had gathered up what blooms she had left that hadn't dried yet, carefully pulling the more fragrant flowers from her stores and leaving the more mild ones. By the time she was done she'd depleted her store quite a bit, but that was fine by her she didn't need them anymore and there would be time to gather fresher flowers before she needed them again.
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The young Destruction couldn’t deny what she’d seen at the party her sister held. Her father had been obviously close, but Poem hadn’t known it went farther than nurse and patient. Rhyme had smiled though, so whatever happened between them at least he wasn’t a shadow anymore. Poem tried to stay out of her way, but she was curious. ”Samara?” Oh please be the right name. ”Do you need help?”
She awoke alone in their den, and searched about for Poem, only to see she had gone for the day. Not wanting her sister to come with a meal, and gentle coaxing to get her out of bed, the dark coated wolf would pull herself up, shaking out her coat, and head out into the world. She knew she slept more than she should be, but sometimes it was hard, it was a small escape from the memories that plagued her waking world. But she also didn’t want Poem to care for her forever.
She went searching for her sister, and would find both her and a dark coated wolf that smelled of flowers, and her father. Did she know this wolf? She didn’t think so, she had been keeping herself cooped up too much. “I can help, too” She offered, so quietly that her words could easily be overlooked.
Samara wouldn't have to search for too long it seemed, Poem was the first to find her, calling out and asking if she could help. Motif was quick on her heels and Samara gave both a polite nod in greeting and carefully dropped her plants at her paws, smiling up at the pair. "Good morning." She said her voice chipper. "Oh, actually I-" Samara cut herself off as Theory approached, looking at least a little uncomfortable. Samara gave the young alpha a respectful dip of her head before speaking, her tone still light as she smiled up at the trio. "Actually your sisters were just offering their help, but the truth is I was looking for you girls. I come bearing gifts." She gestured at the plants at her paws, and was quick to jump on the heels of her last sentence, knowing it wasn't clear exactly what she was offering. "I figured not all of you may be prepared for your first heat so I gathered what I had left of my fragrant herbs, they can be woven into your fur or made into scented oils to help mask the heat scent if you so wish. Though I know it's not much for all three of you." Provided all three of them needed them, but with the weather suddenly swinging back into normalcy with a vengeance it wasn't going to be easy to maintain their stores and there hadn't been much she herself could gather since returning to Abaven.
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The young Destruction's attention was quickly returned to Samara as she mentioned that she had been looking for them. The girl perked her dark ears as she was offered flowers to help mask the scent of her. She felt a bit embarrassed about the topic at hand, maybe there wasn’t anything to feel like that about but she still felt the same for her natural bodily function. She didn’t really feel prepared for it either, she hated the way it made her feel, the scent of her, the mood swings..
”I know I’m uncomfortable.” She admitted softly, her blue and lavender gaze returning to the tiny woman. She couldn’t deny Samara’s offer was beyond generous. She didn’t have to go out of her way like this, but if she was as interested in their father’s life as it seemed Poem would be grateful. ”Not that I want to, but I know I could start a family now.” Poem offered up what she knew awkwardly. Puppies were one of the last things she wanted to add to her life right now though. She didn’t even feel like an adult let alone one who could care for her own offspring.
She was… surprised at the mention of their first heat. She felt she vaguely knew what that was, but it was true she had lost her mother long before Shaye could get around to that conversation. The thought of losing Shaye elicited a sharp pain in her gut, and she cast her eyes downwards, swallowing it away. Theory and Poem had already seen enough of her sadness.
Motif said nothing, leaning further into Poem. could part of the ups and downs she kept feeling be connected to this ‘heat’ she winced when Poem mentioned starting a family. There could be nothing further from Motif’s mind, and her heart even twisted at the thought of losing Poem to a mate and child.
Samara watched the girls as they reacted, she knew Motif and Poem less than their alpha sister, so she hoped she didn't seem to be overstepping her bounds. She offered Theory a small nod as she offered an awkward thanks.
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Had their father put Samara up to this? Poem had indeed seen how close the two were, and Samara fit in with them visually at least if not by height. She chuckled and assured them that Rhyme hadn’t spoken a word to her. ”Thank you,” she offered softly, knowing that the last thing she wanted to talk to her father about was going into her first heat.
They didn’t have Shaye, though she wished desperately that they did. Samara was kind enough to volunteer to help them, and Poem would accept any and all help she could get. Life was difficult, and the cramps and blood and… unmentionable feelings were a lot to deal with. ”I think we’d all appreciate knowing what you have to tell.” She spoke up, certain she shared these feelings with her sisters. ”Particularly dulling the pain.” Poem added softly, trying not to feel embarrassed as Samara suggested.