To Keep the Winters Warm

Ralla · 10-19-2010, 10:54 PM

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Training/meet-and-greet time~ Big Grin

So much had come to pass during Ralla's months in AniWaya. She had gone about her duties to the best of her abilities, and yet still yearned for more; for that sacred flame that flickered just out of her reach. Its warmth called to Ralla, and the mysticism of its burning touch enamoured her heart to the point where she felt at one with the moon as if she had been born a part of it.

Stresses...problems...worries... All seemed to melt away while she was enfolded within the arms of the AniWayan lands. She filled the space wherever she went with song, and pondered her new friendships and experiences with happiness. She was living a life chartered by her own decisions, and she was without those restraints that had once threatened to break her resolve. Her and Kemo's brief trip to Cour des Miracles was backseated in her mind, for they could not travel till the winter snows let up, and... That only reminded her of an impending danger that she was placing herself in. By considering a return back to the Moon Tribe lands, Ralla was considering being captured and kept there, away forever, from AniWaya. She was risking everything, even on a slight consideration, for the blind wolf whom she shared a strange, deep kinship with. The moon seems bent on me confronting this fear of mine as much as it is on having Kemo regain his sight in the hardest way.

Humming a calming tune that belied a sad undertone, Ralla went to work on polishing the ceremonial stone ground. Lately, she had noticed that many of her tasks that were once all hers to care for were being done right under her nose. It amused her to come upon these little surprises, and also pleased her that she could have time to work more on her hut. It was begining to become a true home, and some rope had even been procured to hoist water buckets into the hut from the ground so that Ralla would not have to run to the stream frequently for a drink. That aside, she was actually impatient to meet her new fellows, if they were indeed those who were helping her with the Gata Hineyu duties. She supposed, as a senior Gata Hineyu, she ought to as least know who she was working with to help the tribe. And then the prospect of company while working was too much to resist!

But, as always, duties first. Scrub, rinse--humming, humming--scrub, rinse--hum.

Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.

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