09-02-2008, 10:11 PM
Iskata turned her eyes away from DaVinci as she nodded. She hated to think that no one was watching over the yearling but it was obvious that DaVinci was trying. She shuddered at the thought of what her baby girl must being going through as she spoke softly. "I'll get Deuce.. she's our Apothocary.." she didn't know why she was even explaining everything to DaVinci, it wasn't like he really would care who the woman was as long as she could help.
Iskata leaned her head back and let out a musical howl to the winds, calling her fellow leader to meet. The tone was urgent and needy, not a command but a pleadying request. She just hoped that Deuce wasn't still angry with her for their spat the past moon.
Iskata leaned her head back and let out a musical howl to the winds, calling her fellow leader to meet. The tone was urgent and needy, not a command but a pleadying request. She just hoped that Deuce wasn't still angry with her for their spat the past moon.