[M] make your mother sigh

Ataxia D'Angelo · 08-15-2012, 07:19 PM

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And yet it marks you as of Momoztli, she thought, but would not dare say such a thing out loud. Ataxia envied her mother's scar and wanted it for herself - and yet, she couldn't for it'd be obvious why she wanted such a thing. Perhaps if her mother were dead... No. Not even she was selfish enough to wish her mother dead, over something so little. She would wait until the day she was high enough in the rankings that her mother's displeasure wouldn't matter.

The young hybrid turned her gaze from her mother, to the bleeding wound. There was pain - a stinging sensation, but not enough to qualify with a reaction. She had an urge to lick the blood away, but that might actually help the healing process; if the scar healed, she'd have to do it again. Perhaps deeper next time. The thought of making a deeper scar might please for it would purify her blood, but then it would undo all the work her mother had done. Even though they disagreed, she still valued what connections she had to her mother and the rest of her family.

Her mind turned to her mother's words. Perhaps she could accept somethings about her faith were untrue. Maybe. However, her faith in Momoztli, the coyote god himself, was not one she was willing to reject without a fight. "How do you decide what is true and what is false?" And what makes you the arbiter of truth? she silently asked, but did not say out loud. Her expression was guarded as she did her best not to give her way her thoughts.

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