Rape and Revenge

Ralla · 06-02-2011, 10:09 PM

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Ralla allowed Leon to intervene as he saw fit, agreeing with his logic once presented, if not implied. She walked briskly beside him and the form that was once Shiloh, brow furrowed in an attempt to keep her composure. She could see that Leon was barely doing the same... That cry from Shiloh had issued another jab of anger through her body for the one that had done this to her, but she was no Kunikoti, and could not discern the trouble. If only I had paid proper attention to medicine, she castigated herself, regretting that she had never had a penchant for the healing arts. No, all she could do was see what the moon allowed her to see and to read the stars. Back in her native tribe, this would've never have happened because she would've been ever vigilant of the stars--always watching and looking for portents. But because she had neglected to read them properly and thoroughly--as she would've been charged with doing as a Shaman of the Moon Tribe--this had happened; treachery and trespassing.

Leon's revelation stirred a hope within Ralla. Noss is in Cour des Miracles; he can help us...! No, I can't get him involved... Doing so would be irresponsible as a leader; this would be taken straight to the leadership, and not in an incriminating way, either. She could not risk her brother's position within the pack for something that happened under her watch. ...What would Chief Dawali make of this...? What would he say or do about it? She was sure whatever his decision would be just, but for now, she could not worry about it. Just Shiloh and getting her a Kunikoti. "As she says, Leon," Ralla said tightly as Mizu ran to them, quickly doing her duty. In this case, Ralla stepped back and watched the proceedings, afraid that if she was too near she would only get in the way. Ayasha came up to her, and in response to being clung to, the white wolfess put an arm protectively around the girl's shoulders, holding her close and soothing her hair with the free hand. How frightening this must be for her; how terrible. Does she even fully understand what's happening...? She hoped not. Appearing as if from thin air, Nootau was perched off in the trees, visible only to his charge, and looking on with that same stoic stare of ink-black eyes. His eyes and her forest green ones connected, and Ralla was afraid; the same sort as Leon was, even if she did not know that their thoughts were similar then. What if it had been Ayasha? Or if the wolf had attacked her pups? She doubted she would be able to keep her cool, and this frightened her almost as much as the possible danger to her family. Looking down at her daughter, Ralla's face softened from its earlier sternness as she answered. "Shiloh will be fine; she is AniWayan, and strong." It was a child's promise; full of whimsy and fantasy. In all truth, Ralla did not know if Shiloh would ever fully recover; physically or mentally. She could only pray and look to the stars for the true answer. The moon decided all. But why her? she pleaded to it in her mind. And then she thought of her family again. Ayasha was a scout--always about the territory, looking for these dangers. It was her duty to report such instances, and she had done so as assigned. But what if she had been caught instead? "Ayasha," she said, more privately to her daughter, "promise me that from now on, when you're patrolling, you will run straight back to the village if there is ever another wolf who crosses a foot over the border. Promise me?" She could not order her daughter to abandon her path or restrict her from doing its stipulations, but she could try to be as precautionary as possible. Looking to Leon, she thought that he and she shared a moment of parental bonding; an understanding of protection for one's children. It's power was frightening.

Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.

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