01-11-2010, 09:15 PM
She had told Jacquez the truth, it hasn’t gone over how she’d wished it but in the light of the events to come she had to let go of the secret. She wanted Haku dead for a variety of reasons, some petty, some not, but now she’d been given the chance through the monster brewing another war between her pack of old and the clan. She had been disgusted by how pathetic and predictable he had become, it was the first war all over again. Had he felt that he had to turn the tables on the clan since one of their members had forced the first hand? She snorted in annoyance at the idea as she sat upon the porch of Jac’s cabin, eying the bulge of her belly before wiggling into a more comfortable position within the thick blankets. She would just wait for Jac to return, still not sure where they were going with their problems.
Her mind had trailed much back to the people of the pack that had grown sick of the war last time, the folks who had once been her friends. She thought on Emwe and Conor and wondered how they would survive this all. A shiver ran down her spine as she tried to push the fears away quickly. It wasn’t quick enough though as her stomach churned. Cercelee was gone.. she wasn’t certain she really believed it but she didn’t know if it was worth it to press her luck at their borders. She didn’t believe that any of those she’d once known would even speak to her of everything. She plucked at the fraying edges of a blanket as a frown settled upon her lips.
The idle thoughts were forced away at the commanding call at the borders. She frowned, knowing the call and yet not to some degree. She rose from the blankets and slowly began to move to the edge of the porch as she caught the last echoing notes of the call. The shiver trailed down her spine again as she took it upon herself to move across the lands to find the stranger who was in need of the service of the king. She was nothing more than his royal bed warmer but she doubted that Jacquez would say anything about her presence at the border; after all it was part of her duties to the pack. She sighed softly to herself and attempted to abandon the thoughts that haunted her as she went to see what troubled the borders.
What she found at the edge of their lands was not what she had expected. The form she knew well enough the closer she drew to the edge of their lands. Her brows furrowed together as she wondered what had drawn Conor to their lands. The confusion and concern was present in her voice as she called out as she drew closer. ”Conor? What’s wrong.. is everything ok?” She stopped in her advancing, knowing well enough that things were not ok. Haku was in charge of the lands and there was neither sight nor sound of Cercelee to be found. She kept her distance, sadness lingering in her eyes as she knew that Conor would not appreciate if she came closer.
Her mind had trailed much back to the people of the pack that had grown sick of the war last time, the folks who had once been her friends. She thought on Emwe and Conor and wondered how they would survive this all. A shiver ran down her spine as she tried to push the fears away quickly. It wasn’t quick enough though as her stomach churned. Cercelee was gone.. she wasn’t certain she really believed it but she didn’t know if it was worth it to press her luck at their borders. She didn’t believe that any of those she’d once known would even speak to her of everything. She plucked at the fraying edges of a blanket as a frown settled upon her lips.
The idle thoughts were forced away at the commanding call at the borders. She frowned, knowing the call and yet not to some degree. She rose from the blankets and slowly began to move to the edge of the porch as she caught the last echoing notes of the call. The shiver trailed down her spine again as she took it upon herself to move across the lands to find the stranger who was in need of the service of the king. She was nothing more than his royal bed warmer but she doubted that Jacquez would say anything about her presence at the border; after all it was part of her duties to the pack. She sighed softly to herself and attempted to abandon the thoughts that haunted her as she went to see what troubled the borders.
What she found at the edge of their lands was not what she had expected. The form she knew well enough the closer she drew to the edge of their lands. Her brows furrowed together as she wondered what had drawn Conor to their lands. The confusion and concern was present in her voice as she called out as she drew closer. ”Conor? What’s wrong.. is everything ok?” She stopped in her advancing, knowing well enough that things were not ok. Haku was in charge of the lands and there was neither sight nor sound of Cercelee to be found. She kept her distance, sadness lingering in her eyes as she knew that Conor would not appreciate if she came closer.