[M] make your mother sigh

Ataxia D'Angelo · 07-08-2012, 08:14 PM

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Word Count → 340 :: well now, this is interesting :o

She gasped when the first mark had been made, though it was from surprise and not pain. Scarification was something she was used to, and she gained some tolerance to the pain she inflicted on herself. Her ears gave a twitch when her mother started to speak and reveal a fact she'd already known - one she'd heard from Tlanti. The smile her mother gave revealed that this wasn't idle chatter - she was trying to prove a point, perhaps lecture her on what she'd done that was wrong. Ataxia was beginning to regret being so honest about her interest in coyotes.

She did not reply to the refutation of her beliefs, at least not at first. Ataxia knew she would have to speak carefully, as her mother could be cruel while she made her point - she was essentially held captive here, until the mark was finished. The young hybrid didn't think her mother would hurt her to the point of injury, but she could take the chance to be less gentle with the cuts than was normal. Although she was used to pain, she wasn't entirely sure how much she could take or what her limit was.

When she finally spoke, her voice was even. She phrased her sentence in a way that she thought would not reveal her beliefs. "If you do not believe your marking has any power, why do you keep it? Why bother any of the practices from Eterne?" It would take more than her mother's word to convince Ataxia that she would not one day be able to make herself coyote. Even if she figured out that she would never became a coyote despite her efforts, she would not abandon her faith. She had seen Momoztli in her visions, from the mushrooms her mother had introduced her to, and in her dreams thereafter. Knowing that she could never be a coyote might spur her to reach higher for his approval. She was not one to give up easy when faced with a challenge.

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