03-12-2008, 01:53 PM
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Naniko was very, very happy that Conri had found his way back home. She didn’t know…if it had been her in that kind of a position, she didn’t know if she would have been able to do that. To live through everything that had happened and then come back to face wolves that might not have accepted her back. She hated leaving Clouded Tears for long periods of time, and could imagine how he’d felt, stuck somewhere, in pain, away from her and from the pack.
Lately she had been keeping busy during the day, for more reason than one. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to be around him—quite the opposite. But whenever she was around him, she felt something that she hadn’t felt in a long time. Helpless. She wanted to be able to magically fix everything for him, to make him feel better, but she couldn’t. She was used to being able to heal everyone that came to her door…but she didn’t know how to heal emotional injuries. And that frustrated her sometimes.
Her breathing came in steady movements as she lay there, caught in a deep sleep. She was a fairly heavy sleeper, something that had benefited her since Conri had returned. He often woke up with nightmares, memories of the past. She’d read about a certain disorder, one that involved stress and recurrent dreams after a traumatic event…Post Traumatic Stress disorder. Maybe that was what was wrong. But the book hadn’t said what to do about it. Most of the time she tried to settle him down, which wasn’t an easy job, then got him back to sleep.The white wolf had chosen to sleep in her wolf form, as she didn’t have a lot of herb-work to do the next day. She enjoyed her four legged form better, most of the time, unless she really needed the hands.
At the first nudge to her side she woke briefly, then fell back asleep almost immediately. But then it came again. And again. She opened one eye, trying to see what was going on in the half darkness of the den. Conri? She began to shift, changing into her werewolf form as soon as she realized what was happening. She grabbed a hold of his shoulders, shaking him a little. ”Conri—you must wake up!”
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Naniko was very, very happy that Conri had found his way back home. She didn’t know…if it had been her in that kind of a position, she didn’t know if she would have been able to do that. To live through everything that had happened and then come back to face wolves that might not have accepted her back. She hated leaving Clouded Tears for long periods of time, and could imagine how he’d felt, stuck somewhere, in pain, away from her and from the pack.
Lately she had been keeping busy during the day, for more reason than one. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to be around him—quite the opposite. But whenever she was around him, she felt something that she hadn’t felt in a long time. Helpless. She wanted to be able to magically fix everything for him, to make him feel better, but she couldn’t. She was used to being able to heal everyone that came to her door…but she didn’t know how to heal emotional injuries. And that frustrated her sometimes.
Her breathing came in steady movements as she lay there, caught in a deep sleep. She was a fairly heavy sleeper, something that had benefited her since Conri had returned. He often woke up with nightmares, memories of the past. She’d read about a certain disorder, one that involved stress and recurrent dreams after a traumatic event…Post Traumatic Stress disorder. Maybe that was what was wrong. But the book hadn’t said what to do about it. Most of the time she tried to settle him down, which wasn’t an easy job, then got him back to sleep.The white wolf had chosen to sleep in her wolf form, as she didn’t have a lot of herb-work to do the next day. She enjoyed her four legged form better, most of the time, unless she really needed the hands.
At the first nudge to her side she woke briefly, then fell back asleep almost immediately. But then it came again. And again. She opened one eye, trying to see what was going on in the half darkness of the den. Conri? She began to shift, changing into her werewolf form as soon as she realized what was happening. She grabbed a hold of his shoulders, shaking him a little. ”Conri—you must wake up!”