10-04-2009, 09:34 PM
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XD I couldn't help grinning at that. ^^ Wc: 500+
Turquoise optics studied the budding stars above, celestial bodies just beginning to show themselves to the mortals below. Sighing, the silver-tipped fae mused silently to herself, taking some emotion from the fact that they lasted on, unchanging, even when worlds shattered around her. There would still be Orion and his belt, and Sirius looming close to the moon. The ivory pinholes would still dance against the sky above, retracing their dance around her yet always remain close by. It wasn't necessarily comfort she gathered; To her, this merely meant that the stars would endure, unchanging, on, not caring whether those around her lived or died. But there also was the element that not everything in her life would turn to ruins. The stars would still remain.
Especially now she took this in as comfort. Her second litter of pups was reaching full term, and the fae was now overwhelmed with terror and fear that her past would repeat itself in a horrid fashion, making her a failed mate for the second time. Unable to keep a litter alive within herself even the second time around, when everything seemed to be going right. Ghita saw terror and danger everywhere she went - preferring her Lupus form, as she always had, especially since there was added stability, not to mention familiarity. This time, however, she was surrounded by packmates in a foreign country - almost a fresh start. A whole new way to succeed, or fail.
Quickly her musings were sending her into a worse and worse mood. Anxiety outed itself in snappiness, which unfortunately left her ebony mate in the doghouse on more than one occasion. In fact, if it wasn't for Jazper, she wouldn't have even come to the gathering tonight. That, and the feeling of obligation that nagged at her, but that little voice had gone to bother someone else now. She was here, and didn't see that she needed to do any more than rest. So she was a little more than surprised when Gotham's young voice crept into her eardrums. Closed turquoises locked on his eyes, and a small smile warmed the icy tendrils that had coiled around her heart. "Hi, Gotham." The aunt and soon-to-be-mother checked her nephew from head to tail, which didn't take long, before the question sunk in. A bell-like laugh rippled from her chest, and it took a few moments before she could answer. "It was nothing I ate, Gotham. It's..."
Panic set in just as Ghita was pondering how to describe this to her hued nephew. Letting out a larger sigh that would have made a drastic effect, if not for the large stomach, she rolled many ideas around, none of them containing the truth in any small bit. For once, she was tempted to tell her nephew to ask Jazper, just for kicks (or so she told herself), but whether it was kindness, pity, or laziness she took the answer upon herself. "Sometimes it happens to girls, but only when they're older. Like my age, not your sisters'. It's normal, but if you want more details, you should Savina ask." Closing it at that, Ghita felt she had contributed her Auntly duties to the pup, and rolled over a little bit. "Tell me about your day, though. How was it?"
XD I couldn't help grinning at that. ^^ Wc: 500+
Turquoise optics studied the budding stars above, celestial bodies just beginning to show themselves to the mortals below. Sighing, the silver-tipped fae mused silently to herself, taking some emotion from the fact that they lasted on, unchanging, even when worlds shattered around her. There would still be Orion and his belt, and Sirius looming close to the moon. The ivory pinholes would still dance against the sky above, retracing their dance around her yet always remain close by. It wasn't necessarily comfort she gathered; To her, this merely meant that the stars would endure, unchanging, on, not caring whether those around her lived or died. But there also was the element that not everything in her life would turn to ruins. The stars would still remain.
Especially now she took this in as comfort. Her second litter of pups was reaching full term, and the fae was now overwhelmed with terror and fear that her past would repeat itself in a horrid fashion, making her a failed mate for the second time. Unable to keep a litter alive within herself even the second time around, when everything seemed to be going right. Ghita saw terror and danger everywhere she went - preferring her Lupus form, as she always had, especially since there was added stability, not to mention familiarity. This time, however, she was surrounded by packmates in a foreign country - almost a fresh start. A whole new way to succeed, or fail.
Quickly her musings were sending her into a worse and worse mood. Anxiety outed itself in snappiness, which unfortunately left her ebony mate in the doghouse on more than one occasion. In fact, if it wasn't for Jazper, she wouldn't have even come to the gathering tonight. That, and the feeling of obligation that nagged at her, but that little voice had gone to bother someone else now. She was here, and didn't see that she needed to do any more than rest. So she was a little more than surprised when Gotham's young voice crept into her eardrums. Closed turquoises locked on his eyes, and a small smile warmed the icy tendrils that had coiled around her heart. "Hi, Gotham." The aunt and soon-to-be-mother checked her nephew from head to tail, which didn't take long, before the question sunk in. A bell-like laugh rippled from her chest, and it took a few moments before she could answer. "It was nothing I ate, Gotham. It's..."
Panic set in just as Ghita was pondering how to describe this to her hued nephew. Letting out a larger sigh that would have made a drastic effect, if not for the large stomach, she rolled many ideas around, none of them containing the truth in any small bit. For once, she was tempted to tell her nephew to ask Jazper, just for kicks (or so she told herself), but whether it was kindness, pity, or laziness she took the answer upon herself. "Sometimes it happens to girls, but only when they're older. Like my age, not your sisters'. It's normal, but if you want more details, you should Savina ask." Closing it at that, Ghita felt she had contributed her Auntly duties to the pup, and rolled over a little bit. "Tell me about your day, though. How was it?"