11-17-2011, 06:40 PM
OOC: Anyone want to comfort Ayasha? Set in middle of the morning and by the Great Fire.
IC: Ayasha had left her siblings under the care of watchful eyes of Dichali. He was surprisingly cheerful about watching them. She pretty much knew that he did it for her sanity. She loved her siblings but needed a little alone time sometimes. She had yet to have any since her mom had left. She wasn’t entirely sure when Ralla would be back but hoped it would be soon.
She decided to sit near the Great Fire and carve. It had been awhile since she had done either and it made her feel closer to two important people in her life, Shiloh and her mother, even if they were both far away. She sat on a log and set down her bag and got out some wood and her carving stones. She had moved from regular animals to wolves.
She decided to let her mind take her hands where they would. She started to carve but that’s not where her mind was. She thought of her younger brother, Ahiga and his death. She missed him the most of her siblings and it hurt more that she would never see him again. His personality was a lot like hers. She didn’t realize that she had been crying until her vision was blurry. She wiped her eyes and saw that she had made Ahiga and truly broke down into sobs, not really caring who saw her.
IC: Ayasha had left her siblings under the care of watchful eyes of Dichali. He was surprisingly cheerful about watching them. She pretty much knew that he did it for her sanity. She loved her siblings but needed a little alone time sometimes. She had yet to have any since her mom had left. She wasn’t entirely sure when Ralla would be back but hoped it would be soon.
She decided to sit near the Great Fire and carve. It had been awhile since she had done either and it made her feel closer to two important people in her life, Shiloh and her mother, even if they were both far away. She sat on a log and set down her bag and got out some wood and her carving stones. She had moved from regular animals to wolves.
She decided to let her mind take her hands where they would. She started to carve but that’s not where her mind was. She thought of her younger brother, Ahiga and his death. She missed him the most of her siblings and it hurt more that she would never see him again. His personality was a lot like hers. She didn’t realize that she had been crying until her vision was blurry. She wiped her eyes and saw that she had made Ahiga and truly broke down into sobs, not really caring who saw her.