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It was strange, being back from her short trip to another pack. What was even stranger was to see her beautiful sister again, how she had grown. The small canine shuffled her way along the pack lands, moving on all fours this time to get all her supplies faster than she would have in her two legged form. Twin saddle bags were strapped to her hips as she moved from place to place, filling them up with goodies to complete her secret mission. It was time consuming, taking a day to gather just a few items before going to be to start the cycle all over again. She almost laughed as she had a white shadow tag along the whole way, though most of the time he seemed to be bored with what she was going.

The first day was creating the base of what she was trying to keep secret, though hiding something from her mother was hard for her to do. Collecting beeswax was not very easy, she had to get past her uncle first without her plans being told to his second in command. For this she had talked to one of the dingo twins, though the more dominant one offered to help since his brother was busy being a sheep dog. As he went to get her the beeswax she moved onto the next step, taking a few ingredients out of her mother’s garden without being heard or seen. This was where she remembered her games as a child, hiding from her sisters and being the quietest one in the room. Slowly the wolfdog moved to the back of her home, careful to not even make a sound. Her dainty paws moving between left over sticks blown by the earlier breeze and up to snatch some chamomile, a few stems of witch-hazel, and a few leaves of catnip. Somehow her white shadow was able to stay silent, not even mewing at her to announce his boredom.

Quickly the girl darted from her house, the stolen goods safely tucked in her bags, returning to the designated meeting place with Jindabyne. The clay jar she had given him was full, with a smile he handed it over. A cloth cover kept the wax from leaking out of the canister as he placed it in the opposite bag to her herbs. The large dingo pet her roughly between her folded ears and waved her goodbye, again she thanked him but he just waved her off as he soon was out of earshot to ear her gratitude. By then the sun looked like it was about to set, rapidly she moved to the storage hut. Sliding out of her holster and shifting into her most used form, taking out her supplies and placing them in a wooden box before hiding them beneath a few of the clothes that the Ironsiders had stolen from unlucky merchants. They went home, this time Bygul mewing and murmuring words under his breath about what he saw today. When they arrived at the door his antics stopped as if he knew she needed to keep this secret, though Fiora tried to act as if she was not up to something but it might have been obvious.

Day two began early; slowly she moved out of her shared bed with her mother and yawned. Groggy steps were taken as she licked her mother’s cheek and shifted to let herself outside their den-like home and close the door behind her before shifting once more back into her lupus form and darted to the communal garden to find more ingredients that could possible help her. When she was done collecting leaves, roots, stems of various plants she headed out once more. Her bags were filled with different things and now it was time to consult the book she found in a shed not far from the pack lands. It was old and weather worn but she knew that the twins could help her see what she needed, again she called for Jindabyne, afraid to bother his brother from his sheep. Quickly she showed him the book and the dingo accepted to help her, it was weird how she was not very shy around the twins. Even without her shorts around her she was comfortable with shifting around him, he soon followed her to the storage area where she showed him all of her supplies and explained her reasoning for gathering them. It was for ointments and pastes to help her mother’s healing wrist, it was already healed but the scar tissue always looked angry to the daughter.

That was another day, it was spent heating a small pot over a fire and mixing in ground ingredients into boiling beeswax. With Jin’s reading and her beginner ability in medicine they were able to make a few different kinds. It was funny to see the growing feline acting as her fetcher, going back and forth to grab plants as they were named. Though when it came to the catnip, well Fiora lost him there. The act caused the wolfdog and the dingo to stop what they were going and have a laughing moment, watching the feline rub in the stuff and even try to eat it. When all that was over the dingo offered her some fish that he grilled earlier, accepting of course as she gave the taller man a hug. It was funny how much she was relying on him and how willing he was to just jump right in with her secret, he even helped her clean out the pot and grinding stones she had found. The day was a success, even with the white kitten constantly asking for attention.

It was the afternoon now, the sky shining rather high in the sky as she had three clay canisters filled with ointments to help her mother. At least she hoped they would help, Jin had read to her about a soothing rub that had a nice fragrance that was to relax the body. That was in the pale red clay bottle, she called it the soother. Another was to help the swelling of the skin to go down, making the pucker and angry look go away. It was to help with scar tissue healing, or so she thought, that was in the pale blue bottle. The last was not really anything to help but the book called it a lip balm, and the mint smell was very overwhelming and yet relaxing at the same time. Maybe that would be a nice thing? Slowly she approached her home; a gentle bark came from her lips as she moved to open the door of her home. “Mamma..” her voice whispered as she tried to open the door but found to hard with her hands full, Fiora ultimately gave up before stepping out of the way of the door swing. “I made you something” she spoke without hesitation but affection, her tail swaying behind her to show her excitement. Bygul chimed with her mocking her tone but he stopped when she looked at him with excitement in her eyes, he could not help but just mew at her as if he was laughing. For a moment she did not know where she was going to apply the balms but maybe her mother had an idea of where she wanted to be.


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<333 My novel is not as long as yours, sorry~ [573]

The visitors from Cercatori d'Arte and Casa di Cavalieri had stayed with them for the week, and Coli tried to make herself available in any capacity she could. She was relieved that everyone seemed to be getting along, and hopeful that an official alliance could be struck with the southern packs. She would love to see more of Eclipse, and surprisingly, Taliesin. The extended visit was exhausting her, though. She was an introvert by nature, and needed time by herself to recharge. Even without the foreign dignitaries, Vinátta was larger than it had ever been before, and she could not go anywhere without bumping into a new packmate. She was starting to worry about a food shortage, and whether or not they should organize group hunts. She frequently slunk off to her ramshackle hut to take breaks, as it was quiet and tucked away in the outer corner of Jordheim. Even her daughters had other places to be now so it was usually empty.

Farina was distant since the Ironside attack, and Coli hoped she was staying out of trouble with the d'Artisans and Cavaliers, and maybe making some friends her own age that she could talk to. Being injured seemed to have shaken the dark girl's confidence. On the other hand, Fiora had busied herself with the little white kitten she had adopted from Shiloh. The pair of them were inseparable, often darting off together to who-knows-where. Coli didn't pry, because whatever it was they were up to, the wolfdog and feline partnership was doing wonders for Fiora's self esteem (even more than that Eugene boy). It echoed the bond Niernan and Ciaran shared, which made her smile privately whenever she thought of it. Cats were still a puzzlement to the old-fashioned wolf, but at least kittens were cute.

Today she was stealing a midday nap, not even bothering to shift down as she lay on the pile of furs. She couldn't keep from yawning throughout her morning rituals, pulling weeds and shooing away the insects in the garden. Her injured wrist was mostly mended, but she was right about the fur not growing back. Besides the ugly scar, that wrist was still performing sluggishly and lacked the strength it once had. "Atrophy" was the word for it, and there was nothing she could do other than slowly work it back to the way it used to be. She lay on her back, holding her arms up above her and flexing her wrists as practice. The bite wound made her hand stiff and unresponsive sometimes, hinting that there could be permanent damage of some kind. She was no expert, though.

The bark at the door surprised her. Coli slid onto the floor, blinking drowsily as she heard Fiora's voice. Why wouldn't her daughter simply enter? Curious, Coli rose to her feet and pushed the rickety door open. The bright sunlight made her blink rapidly, but when her sun blindness cleared she was left with a sight that made her smile. Fiora stood with her tail wagging and her arms full of clay containers, with her kitten partner mewing beside her. Coli covered her mouth to hide a chuckle, and shook her head. "Sweetie, what is all this? You said you made it? Let me help you," she offered, outstretching her arms to try and lessen the load. There were fragrances in the air, so perhaps they were perfumes of some kind?


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As the child waited for the boor to open her lips curled up into a smile, one of excitement instead of her usual weary appearance. Impatience was not a familiar emotion to the girl but for some reason over the past few days she had been bitten by the feeling, even now. ‘omma will like them, she will! The white shadow chimed at her, curling around her legs as he too felt the emotion of impatience. Not only because he was tired of just wandering around and doing nothing but as an herb fetcher but because he wanted to be inside, he wanted to be home. Not long after the door swayed open to the bright and sunny day, her mother’s eyes blinking at the sudden light that hit her. Fiora’s smile widened at just the sight of her cocoa colored mother, watching her carefully as she moved her hand to cover a chuckle that escaped her lips.

Her mother outstretched her arm, in hopes to help her inside. Quickly she handed her mother the pale red clay container, but only that one. With The Soother passed over to Colibri the child moved closer to give her a soft kiss on her cheek before passing her mother very gently so not to hurt her or even disturb her in any way. Once in the place she called her home, blue eyes scanned the already familiar den-like house. Where was this all going to take place, maybe the bed? She contemplated where the healing would take place, shaking her head she headed to the bed. Quietly she murmured to herself thinking she was stupid not to bring a few of the furs that were left from the Ironsiders stolen belongings, then they could have sat on the ground more comfortably instead of getting the goop all over their shared bed. Slowly she put down the two remaining pots that she balanced in her arms, rearranging the furs on their straw bed so that the most worn furs were where they were going to sit.

A soft yip escaped her but it was to nothing in particular as she graciously fell onto her knees, falling on a pelt that she always kept on the floor on the opposite side of the bed. It was usually where her companion slept when she moved too much in her sleep but for now he would have to settle with his favorite spot at the head of the bed. Bygul mewed softly before moving to be next to her, curling around her body before licking at her exposed fur on her outer thigh. The action caused her to giggle; it was funny how his little kisses tickled her. Quickly she petted the white kitten, his autumn colored eyes half closed with sleep. Soon he hoped onto the bed, settling near the edge of the bed. He hoped that he would be out of the way, letting ‘omma as he called Colibri, would be able to lean anywhere without sitting on his fuzzy tail. ‘omma will like them, you will.. he murmured again before letting his eyes closer only to open into little slivers to look at Fiora a few times or another, his body giving off a soothing vibration to his end of the bed.

Bright eyes shifted to her mother, patting at the bed before her and motioned her to come closer. “I made you remedies from a book I found, though I needed Jin. He helped me gather some supplies, read the book for me! I used some of our plants, sorry I did not ask..” Her eyes shifted down to her hands as she felt the familiar emotion of embarrassment, she just did not want to give away her secret. Again her eyes moved to her soil colored mother, her tail wagging against the ground. “Oh, they are to help your wrist! The one you have is to help you relax!” She exclaimed, happy that her voice never shook when she spoke to her mother. Her black glove colored fingers wiggled as she hoped her mother would hand her pale red container to her so she could start to relax her loving mother.


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Her curiosity growing, Colibri accepted one of the jars and discreetly inspected it. The aromatic scent was fragrant, something floral or herbal with other undertones. Fiora kept the others and breezed indoors, bright, confident, and pleased with herself. Whatever this project was, it meant a lot to her. That alone had her mother impressed, and the tender kiss to her cheek was returned affectionately.

Watching the Hollr kneel to rearrange the old furs that made up their simple bedding made Coli pensive for a moment, wondering whether she had gone too long without wooden furniture. Her daughters were no longer little puppies that could chew on table legs or get into belongings. With Florina absent and Farina often slipping outside at all hours, it was usually just Coli and Fiora who slept here (with the recent addition of the tom kitten). Perhaps she should look into upgrading her home, for her family's sake. Small and practical was more comfortable to her, even if it meant a house with no side rooms or windows, but it could be stifling to Fiora's creativity. Her firstborn had shown a growing interest in clothing and jewelry, gardening, and now crafting, and it seemed she might appreciate having storage space or a table to sit at. She filed the thought away to consider later, perhaps as a humble surprise.

Her blue eyes readjusted to the dim interior lighting, and she crossed her legs as she settled down onto the pallet. The white feline was already curled in place and quietly purring, that funny rumbling noise that Niernan had assured her was a good thing. Bygul already knew bits and pieces of their speech, and it made her smile to be called Mama (or rather, 'omma) by a kitten. Then wolf ears perked up, and Coli listened raptly to her daughter's exposition. There was book research involved, she had requested the aid of a higher-ranked packmate, and she had carried this project from start to finish. "Fiora, this is... I'm amazed," she breathed softly. The young wolfdog had such a mature air about her -- she looked so grownup.

Her daughter was practically wriggling with excitement, and Colibri placed the red jar into her waiting hands, ready to comply. Her tail stub flicked happily behind her. "I had no idea you were working on all this. And you had me in mind...? You're so thoughtful. I don't know what I would do without you," she added with a gentle smile. She laid her forearm against the bedding, allowing easy access to her scarred wrist. "Does this mean you're thinking about becoming a healer?" she asked. Fiora's disposition was too pacific to become a front-line medic, just like Colibri's, but the duties of an apothecary might suit her perfectly. She already had a headstart on identifying herbs. If Coli could help guide her daughter in any way, she would, even if it was to ask a more experienced healer to take her child on as an apprentice.


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It was never something that the child ever thought about, she was use to the simplicity of her home. She never thought twice over how a lot of her other pack mates had more civilized houses, wooden furniture to sit on and eat at. It was never a thought that crossed her mind, she just simply was always curious of where she would perform her soothing methods on her mother. All she wanted to do was please the cocoa colored woman, never wanting to leave her side. Though in that moment the girl though of the one boy that caught her attention, remembering how he helped her relax when she had gotten lost and how he visited her and gave her a jeweled butterfly. Those thoughts almost saddened her for a moment before her mother’s words caught her folded ears. Her eyes moved back to the woman she loved, letting her fingers curling around the pale red container as it slipped into the cradle of her hand.


With the gentle praise her mother gave her tail went into hyper drive, though still careful not to hit the two remaining clay pots on the floor. For a moment she remained silent as her other asked her questions, inquiring about what path she was wanting to head into. Gentle she untied the twine that held a sturdy square clothe against the still warm compound, removing the “cap”. The Hollr nodded at first taking come of the goop into her ebony fingers and testing the consistency before rubbing it against her mother’s scared wrist, though she only put a very small amount on the exposed skin. She child’s next move was to rub some of it in the fur near her elbow, hoping the soothing scents of lavender and rosemary. It was then she put a little more on her mother’s exposed skin, rubbing gentle and massaging very softly to not hurt her but just to give the warming affect some time to sink in and tingle through her senses.


The funny part of the whole process is that the smells that filled the room caused Fiora to relax even more than normal. Finally she spoke as she continued to kneed up her mother’s arm and then to her hand, rubbing around in hopes to relieve any tension in her body through what Jin has said the book called ‘pressure points’. “I wanted to help you, relax and ease any pain you had.” She started with why she had her mother in mind the whole time of the project before changing to the questions that needed to be answered. “I want to be a healer, a soother really. Someone that can relax and help others when they are injured or just need a place to simple melt their troubles away. I also want to learn how to cool, Jin and Joon agreed to help me look for supplies and maybe a book to help me.” She finished though she murmured in a relaxed tongue. “Yes, I want to be a healer.”Fiora gave a quick glance to her white shadow only to flicker her attention back on her mother’s reactions.


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Delicate black fingers doled out the mixture, gently massaging the compound onto Coli's damaged wrist. The base was melted beeswax, she realized belatedly. The slight wolf remained still as her daughter worked the lavender-scented mixture into her elbow joint, and then kneaded up her forearm. It was indeed relaxing, and she tilted her head curiously as she felt tingling in the exposed skin of the scar tissue. Whatever the book's recipe had called for, the vulnerary was potent. Coli let her gaze wander back to Fiora, watching her calm demeanor as she focused on the task at hand. Her bedside manner was perfectly suited for helping others, if she was this confident outside of their house.

"I'm so proud of you," she murmured, and it was true. There had been a time when the anxiety-ridden single mother didn't want her puppies to ever grow up. It was too bittersweet, and it happened too quickly; one day they were helpless bundles of fur that relied on her for everything, and the next day they were branching off to seek independence from her. Since the fallout with Florina, though, Colibri had come to accept their need for individuality. No good would come of her wishing for something that could never be. They couldn't remain children forever, even if they would always be her babies. Even that realization had been long overdue, and she wanted Fiora to know that she approved of her stepping out on her own. Fiora had the most in common with Coli and was the easiest for her to connect with, and yet Fiora was overcoming her fears and discovering her innate talents far faster than her mother ever did. She had every reason to be proud.

"I... I wasn't the best mother to you girls..." Blue eyes lingered on her bite wound, the intense scarring a reminder of her deficiencies as a parent. She swallowed hard, angling her ears back apprehensively. "I was busy a lot with Sannindi duties, and I left you three alone a lot more than I should have." Not to mention the bouts of depression and the emotional distance, she thought darkly to herself. They were stuck growing up with a broken mother and no father at all, so it was a miracle her flowers turned out as good as they did. She had her packmates to thank for picking up the slack. "...Despite my failings, you have such a bright future, and it makes me so glad to see you finding your path. You'll make a wonderful healer, Fiora." She leaned over to press a kiss on her daughter's forehead.


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The Hollr gave off a sigh, one that she had picked up from being around her kitten companion. It was more a grumble in her throat, something between a gentle whine and a vibration that almost sounded like a purr. It was a poor imitation but it was to show her own content with the situation and it stopped rather quickly when she realized what she was doing. A soft smile played on her lips as she finally felt the warming affects rise them temperature on her fingertips, welcoming the gentle warming that it caused. For a moment she just sat there, listening to her mother’s gentle and heartfelt words. When her mother spoke about being a not-o-great mother the youth shook her head violently and looked up through the hair that fell over her masked face.

“Do not say that, you are a wonderful mamma.” She cooed softly with her interjection, she would not hear such words form someone she cared about with every fiber of her being. For that moment she stopped rubbing at her mother’s wrist and moved up on her knees as they ached in protest from the sudden movement but before she got to move to her mother’s chocolate colored face, she was there. Her words were breathed on her cheeks, a kiss toughed her forehead only to make her whine in a pleasure like fashion. When her mother retracted she continued what she started just seconds before, returning the kiss with a gentle lick on her cheek that turned into Fiora nuzzling her mother’s neck. “I could not have asked for a better mamma, I love you” She cooed again, moving her arms to in circle Colibri’s shoulders. The child forgot about the left over goop she had on her lands, smearing the slight amount into her fur. “I am only this way because of you; I could only be who I am because of you.” She choked on the words, she wanted to shower her mother in affection be she was so afraid that in doing so her own emotions would cause her to tear up more than she already was.

To add to the affect her tail gave a rather excited motion, lazing back in forth in a slow and deliberate speed. Again she nuzzled her mother’s neck only to finally realize that she hat smeared her beloved with the lather, a surprised whine replaced the lump that had formed. “I-I got it all over you! I-sorry” she spoke quickly as the lump tried to clear but remained in a steady position in her throat. Slowly she rubbed the remaining goo into her brown fur, again she whined. For a moment longer she stayed in one spot, no longer moving but looking at her mirror’s eyes. A soft baby blue reflecting back at her with her own vibrant color, how she wished she could be more use to the woman before her.


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Coli smiled knowingly at the little noise Fiora made deep in her throat, as she had caught Niernan doing the same thing: imitating a cat's purr. She might not understand why a wolf would forge such a meaningful bond with a different species, even going so far as to learn their language or teach it her own, but it was charming to see the beginnings of an odd friendship blossoming before her eyes.

Her smile faded as Fiora responded to her confession with such conviction. She swallowed, a lump forming in her throat. Her daughter edged closer and nuzzled affectionately against her neck, her black-gloved arms encircling Coli's shoulders in a needy embrace. Coli whined softly, leaning automatically into her daughter's warmth. "...I could have tried harder," she admitted in a hoarse whisper, fingers stroking Fiora's long black mane. Those early months had been a struggle, and Colibri alone had not been enough for three puppies. Her health and her psyche had both rapidly deteriorated, and it was only the pack's support, Saul and Lilin's support, that kept her afloat. She had never been able to apologize to the daughters she neglected before. She hadn't wanted to burden them with her bottomless pit of guilt. "...If I had, maybe Farina would be more comfortable around me. Maybe Florina would still be living here. You could have asked for so much more, baby..."

And yet, Fiora had not asked for more. She never questioned why she had no father, never doubted or disobeyed her mother's wishes, nursed Coli back to health when her wrist and heart were broken simultaneously, and now she was even willing to reassure her mother against her obvious deficiencies. Their little family was far from perfect, but she must have done something right for Fiora to have turned out this way. "I don't know how I got lucky enough to be blessed with a daughter like you." Coli's voice was as choked up as Fiora's, and she drew a shuddering breath, exhaling slowly as she tried to calm herself. She had not expected her emotions to get the better of her today, but she had been caught off-guard by her daughter's thoughtful surprise. Maybe she just never expected such heartfelt words from one of her kids, after she failed them all.

The somber mood was lightened as the females both realized what had happened with the beeswax salve. "No harm done, I'll just smell fresh as a daisy all day," she chuckled, quickly wiping the dampness from her eyes. A little goop in her fur wouldn't ruin anything. Fiora remained close, though, a soft whine catching in her throat as she held Colibri's gaze. Coli exhaled softly and leaned over to kiss her forehead again, reassuring her silently. She remembered when her child had been small enough to fit in the palm of her hand, and how infant Fiora had wailed whenever she could not feel her mother's touch. As grown-up and confident as she appeared today, perhaps Fiora was not willing to let go of her childhood attachments just yet. "Perhaps you'd like to take a walk with me? We could head over to the lake, so you could wash your hands," Coli offered gently.


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How could her mother ever think that she was someone that could be called a “bad mother”? There was no point in even saying such words, as her arms intertwined themselves in her mirror’s hair she could not help but nuzzle at her neck once more. She loved the feeling of being so close to this woman, loved the way she stroked her mane and how she even smelled. There was nothing about her mother that she did not love; it was true that her mother’s depression was something that had caused her to be painted with worry even as a very small child. She always wondered how her sisters could have so much energy when their mother laid in bed and seemed to be sad about something, which always puzzled her.


When her mother spoke of how maybe her silver eyed daughter would have stayed closer to him or maybe that her more Sheppard looking daughter could have still lived under the same roof, all she could do was shake her head. No, they just never understood how gentle their mother was. “They are different, every child is.” She cooed softly into her mother’s fur, she could not help but pull away to look into the lighter depths of her baby blue eyes. “How could I have asked for more?” She finally purred. It was true. How could she have asked for more, there was nothing more she could ask for than to stay by her mother’s side? It was impossible for her to think why she did not have a father, though maybe there was an explanation on that though she did not care to ask. Nuzzling her mother she interrupted their sweet embrace with a notice of lathering the chocolate woman’s fur with the warming salve. Her voice came higher pitched than she wanted, showing more concern than shock.


A sudden giggle escaped her black lips when her mother just shrugged her concern off with a rather funny sentence. She would smell as fresh as a daisy, though with a soft mint taste in the mix. She tried to wipe her mother’s fur clean of the heavy beeswax but all she did was replace the soft brown fur with a darker version in patches from the dampness it took on. Well wasn’t she just a clumsy little girl like before as a four-legged puppy, how could her mother truly be proud of a daughter that had grown up the least of the three? The eldest daughter of the litter was still just a child in her mind. Her folded ears perked up as much as they could when her mother mentioned goring down to the lake, maybe washing off her hands and in turn the sub leader’s fur.


The child nodded softly to her mother, feeling embarrassed that she needed to travel down to the lake because of having her carelessness mess up her beautiful coat. “I would like that very much mamma, would you like to come too?” She turned to the white kitten that had seemingly moved from his napping position to be against her mother, he meowed in agreement and not really wanting to vocalize as sleep seemed to drip from his lazy tone. Quickly the youth moved from her mother and soon held the door open for her as if she was a prince trying to court his princess, smiling shyly at her mother as she let the feline move out the door first in a very lazy pace. When her mother was out of the door she slipped her free hand in her mother’s, lacing her fingers wither hers. As she giggled softly to herself Fiora pulled the door closed as they headed towards the lake to freshen up.


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