Rape and Revenge
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It might be a good idea for someone to PM a Kunikoti and ask to join for a post or two >_>

It was all becoming a blur; everything around her was beginning to happen too fast--too much stimuli. Next thing she knew, Leon was there speaking in his native tongue, adding another voice to the fray, as she strained to hear Shiloh. The answer to what had happened was so painfully clear that at first, Ralla didn't want to believe it. But... As Shiloh strained out the words, Ralla's hands stilled over her, just a hair's breadth away, green eyes wide with mixed emotions. First there was deep regret and sorrow for the pain that Shiloh was feeling; kind, gentle Shiloh... Then there was the anger; an anger that she had never felt before to anyone. Someone had attacked her tribe mate--her family within their own borders, and she had been powerless to stop it. She grasped Shiloh's hand firmly, willing her to stay conscious. Falling asleep now would be...!


"Ayasha," Ralla said in her most stern voice, quieting Ayasha's worries as her resolve hardened to fit the role she had been assigned. She could not be weak now; Shiloh needed her. "Run to the village and alert the Kunikotis. Now." She knew that her daughter meant well and had a kind heart, too, but she also knew that if let be, Ayasha would continue her worry and delay what needed to be done. She would console the girl later, once Shiloh was no longer in any sort of danger. "Stay awake, Shiloh!" Ralla said with that same hard voice, wondering just where it had come from. She had always been gentle--unable to be stern or commanding. But now, when family had been threatened... She had been proven otherwise. Wiping a stray tear from Shiloh's face, she turned her head to Leon. "Help me take her back," she said--no, commanded--as she stood and bent back down to lift once of Shiloh's arms about her shoulder. She was strong, but not strong enough to get Shiloh back as swiftly as she needed to. "Don't you ever say you cannot be loved," Ralla murmured to Shiloh, following it by a string of sentences attempting to keep her awake. "The whole tribe is there for you, and we're here for you. Didn't you hear Ayasha? She loves you, too. I love you, and Leon loves you. Stay awake, now; we need you to stay awake." In the dark recesses of her mind, Ralla knew what would have to be done. She would talk to Dawali, and sort it all out, and then consult Shiloh once she was better. But one thing was for sure; this would not go unpunished.


Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.


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