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The look of bewilderment that crossed Alexey’s face allowed the warrior to understand the grounds upon which she now crossed. Cwmfen was relieved that the troubles of the other was not the same trouble to which she herself referred. But the pain that the missing male caused within her was apparent. The white orbs drifted away from the Caregiver that looked away. "I’m sorry," the soft melody offered at length. "I did not mean to pry into matters that are not my business to know." The subtleties of emotions that had crossed over the earthen female’s features had not escaped the warrior’s scrutiny. But the warrior had trained herself to see such things, for it was these subtleties that betrayed an opponent’s next move, that allowed for victory or defeat.
Cwmfen’s ears twitched imperceptibly at the Caregiver’s words. The white orbs followed the golden gaze until they fell upon her own belly. Alexey desired children, the warrior realized. And yet, that desire did not come as a surprise. The duty of Caregiver...did it not speak for such a thing? And so the warrior could understand. Cwmfen herself had never desired children, and yet she had been given that gift and had accepted it. Her duty, her passion, was for war and battle, for the kill and for a readiness to die. A protector. But that same passion was not of the earthen hued female. Alexey was a creature that understood the ways of society and the upbringing of its future. A nurturer. But she had not yet borne life. Had Alexey carried the same ideals as herself, Cwmfen would have suggested to merely find an ideal male. But Alexey was not like her, and she knew it. She was like this society, and she believed in love, no doubt, from the moment she could speak. Cwmfen had known love for only a short while.
"Your wish will be granted when it is time," the alto melody offered. Her social ineptitude did not allow the warrior to comfort her friend as well as she would like. But she could understand. And she understood that it would come with time just as her return to the warrior’s path must also come with time. The discontentment, as Cwmfen experienced such a thing, was fleeting. And Alexey, she felt, was waiting for love. Love would come to those who believed it, and those who did not believe it. The Raven Dreamer understood now that Love was as imminent in life as were Peace and War. "You need but be patient and trust that the world will unfold as only it shall." One could not change the world nor the course of events, for all things were preordained by Fate. The lives of the world could only follow the path that had been written. A death, a life—the world would not notice a single note lost or gained. The world noticed only the symphony as a whole. And because of this the warrior could accept what had happened and what was going to happen. And because of this, the warrior’s soul could be calm. Perhaps Alexey could be alleviated her distress, but Alexey may not have believed what Cwmfen did. She knew that her views did not fit within that society. Still, the warrior offered her words and her attempt to comfort the other.