Beneath the Rocks
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There was sympathy in the darkly-colored Zepar, but it was not within her to express such sympathy verbally. There was a harshness about her now -- it had existed within Eris since the woman had departed from Eterne and headed up north again, and she could not shake it. There was hardly a desire within Eris to lose such standoffishness, however; it had served her well and protected her from hurt, it would seem. She had remained distant from her mother and in the end her mother had not truly cared. Had Eris grown close with the woman or attached to Inferni, she would have been immensely hurt. And so she carried this with her still, although she was not so distanced from this pack and its members as to fail to at least offer Nyx something. “Maybe we should head back to the center of the caves,” she said, frowning and turning back to the other woman, surprised to find her already attempting to fix herself up. “Oh, you know how to heal?” the woman asked curiously. The only plants she had ever taken an interest in were decidedly not medicinal, and she peered over at what Nyx was doing in curiosity.


“They're very pretty, though maybe not so pretty as to lose a finger,” the hybrid cautioned, flicking a coal-shaded ear at the faint echo of another voice in the cave. It was very distant and not headed their way, or so she thought. It was so slight she could hardly tell. She turned the stone around in her hand, peering closely at the purple and pinkish hues of its innards. “I never thought of rocks as having any sort of power, though,” she cautioned. There was no disbelief in her voice -- Eris had her own faith, but she was not so close-minded as to deny others their own. She had learned she could even pick up things from these others --Larkspur did not hold the same beliefs as Eris, but she had picked up a thing or two from him. “Good to meet you, anyway. I've been stuck in my cave lately. No time to get out and see the pack,” she explained. She felt awkward stating outright that she had children; the words still did not taste quite right on the woman's tongue. She was not so sheltered, however, that she did not realize their small home had grown since she had first taken refuge underground. There were more scents filling the caves than she could imagine.

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