please don't censor your tears

Savina Marino · 06-03-2010, 09:32 PM

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poor Ghita ;~; 500+

Savina was glad that Ghita hadn't turned her company away. She knew that at times her sister preferred to be alone in hard times, fighting her demons on her own. The darker sibling tried to respect that to a point, but it was in her nature to do what she could to be there for her family and help them through their private battles. It was why she had searched tirelessly for her sister when she had disappeared after her miscarriage. Back then she had an even harder time of giving Ghita space and she hadn't been able to come to terms with the thought that she needed time and distance to deal with the tragedy. It had been heartbreaking for all of them, and the sting of it had only increased with her departure. Savina didn't fault Ghita for this though, it was just her way, and she couldn't say she would have reacted any differently in that situation.

As her sister pushed herself to a more upright position on the bed, she had to bite her lip to keep herself from telling Ghita to take it easy and not push herself. The words were true, but she knew that saying them would only manage to put her sibling in a foul mood and that wasn't what she wanted. She supposed that moving herself around in that small way wasn't really that big of a deal either. Ghita could be foolhardy at times, but she wouldn't do anything to seriously endanger her health. Savina quietly kept her anxieties smothered beneath her calm mask. The Italian fey watched as her sister examined the paper, taking in what was laid out on it. She saw the lip biting and brief sadness that crossed her face and she worried that it hadn't been the best plan. But when Ghita asked her to tell the pups thank you she brightened back up. "Farò. Sono sicuro che la saranno eccitato l'ama. Forse li porterò sul prossimo tempo, amerebbero la vedere." The question was if Ghita would feel comfortable enough to see them. She didn't want to put any more stress on her.

It would be a lie if she said she had never been angry or upset with her sister before. However, forgiveness always came. It had taken Savina a while to realize that their differences weren't bad, they were just differences. Just because she liked to stay in one place didn't mean that it was wrong for Ghita to want to move around. She may have begrudged her missing out on things in the past, but not now, especially not with what she had done. Ghita may have been considering herself a failure, but she was a hero in her sister's eyes. It didn't matter that she hadn't "succeeded", she had still run into that barn, risking herself to save her daughter's life. Savina could never be anything but thankful for that.

Ghita asked what the words were and she shrugged her shoulders slightly, passing it off as absolutely no big deal that the question had been asked. It really wasn't a big deal. The whole writing and reading thing was still fairly new to her as well, Kansas was just a very good teacher. "Dice, "L'Amiamo Zia"." A light sparked in her sister then, and Savina's smile widened as Ghita excitedly expressed the idea that she had. "Oh realmente? Non ho saputo ciò, ciò è grande! Si! Ciò è come Kansas mi ha insegnato, più o meno." It had involved a lot of him writing something out and her copying it while he told her what the words were. This would be a wonderful place for Ghita to start since she had the motivation. What happened next occurred so fast that Savina didn't even have the time to react until it was all over. Ghita moved quickly, then reached out for her walking stick that crashed to the floor and then she cried out, cursing in pain. "GHITA!" the raven woman called out of worry, ears fallen back against her head, eyes wide.

She watched in shaky silence as her sister stayed still, gritting her teeth, and then finally lay back on the bed with her eyes covered. Savina's heart thudded in her chest and she didn't have any idea of what to do. She wanted to comfort her, but how? What would Ghita want her to do? What would she not want? The slender wolfess was frozen in place until her sibling's quiet words filled her ears. They scared her. Not only what they meant, but the amount of tiredness that she saw and heard from her. It was so unlike Ghita to show herself in such a state, even to her closest kin. Savina swallowed nervously, a hand reaching out to lay gently on her sister's shoulder. "Esso...prenderà meglio. Porta appena un mentre. Lei sarà bello," You have to be fine. She wouldn't be able to bear it if Ghita gave up.

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