10-11-2010, 12:26 PM
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Wc: 234~ Nodding in response to Flayra, Ghita couldn't help but be taken back to the dark time where she couldn't move. Where she was trapped on her bed, rendered useless with pain in her leg and ribs, not knowing what had become of her packmates - her niece. Ehno had also plunged into the barn with her - two of her family members charging into the line of duty for Cambria. Not knowing whether the ones she loved were alive or dead was one of the hardest things Ghita had had to go through ever before. But at the same time, the relief felt by the aunt once she discovered her family alive and well was just as powerful, all-consuming and donating perspective. Even though Ghita's mobility still hadn't fully recovered, it was made just that much more bearable knowing that no one else had been hurt in the barn's collapse. Most days, that was enough to get the injured wolfess through. Hearing that Flayra had still been practicing Italian caught Ghita by surprise. She knew that Flayra was interested in her language, but hadn't expected there to be any books around to help in Flayra's quest. Unless she had learned from another member in the pack (any Marino had at least some knowledge), Ghita couldn't imagine how Flayra had learned. "That's good to hear - how did you learn? Show me what you know!" |