01-06-2012, 05:31 PM
lol me too D: we're both really bad with this thread x,x 
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She offered him an almost shy smile as he uttered for her to forgive him, there was nothing to forgive, at least not in her eyes. She was still in body but within her mind panic was mounting with every second that passed, she tried to keep it down and succeeded only just. Where was her strength? Where was her will power and courage? She was not some beaten weak creature to cower before another. These thoughts helped to calm her down and she inhaled a deep breath and looked again to Ansui. He was willing to hear her story and not pass judgement until she had explained everything, willing to help her bear the burden of what she had done, Jace knew she would never regret the lives she had taken but she did not wish her children to suffer for them. This was for them, not for her and for her new pack mates as well. She knew all too well the furious revenge that a god's ire was, her pack had been wiped out because of it.
Silence reigned as she tried to think of the words to explain it, to simply blurt it out seemed to cold and too cruel to her fragile heart. To tear open wounds that had only holed in the barest minimum. She was a soft souled person deep down and the deaths of her children had distressed her so much. She did not try to rush her starting sentence somehow knowing that Ansui would wait for her no matter how long it took, no matter if they had to sit here all night before she could find her voice and speak to him. Within her birth pack Jace would have had a support group, a safety net made up of the other females of the clan, all who had suffered the loss of children, some with numbers well up into the thirties, such sadness and sorrow. This group would have been there for Jace and would have understood in every way what she was feeling, here there was none of that. Ichika may be a pack of peace but they were not bound together by blood and death, they did not fight together day after day to stay alive.
Ultimately Jace was having to deal with her grief and loss without her safety net there to keep her afloat. Her lower jaw trembled as she sat down with some awkwardness as directed, her legs were splayed out in front of her in an ungainly posture and she ducked her head slightly, upset that she could not sit in a more regal and respectful position. Her mind whirled round and around itself like a dog chasing its own tail, the reference was fitting, until she eventually came to the conclusion that blunt was the only way she could start off her tale, finally it came out,
"I tortured and killed the man that tried to dig up my dead children so he could eat them!" The female pitched forwards to pull on her ears with ashen paws and moaned in a distressed voice.
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She offered him an almost shy smile as he uttered for her to forgive him, there was nothing to forgive, at least not in her eyes. She was still in body but within her mind panic was mounting with every second that passed, she tried to keep it down and succeeded only just. Where was her strength? Where was her will power and courage? She was not some beaten weak creature to cower before another. These thoughts helped to calm her down and she inhaled a deep breath and looked again to Ansui. He was willing to hear her story and not pass judgement until she had explained everything, willing to help her bear the burden of what she had done, Jace knew she would never regret the lives she had taken but she did not wish her children to suffer for them. This was for them, not for her and for her new pack mates as well. She knew all too well the furious revenge that a god's ire was, her pack had been wiped out because of it.
Silence reigned as she tried to think of the words to explain it, to simply blurt it out seemed to cold and too cruel to her fragile heart. To tear open wounds that had only holed in the barest minimum. She was a soft souled person deep down and the deaths of her children had distressed her so much. She did not try to rush her starting sentence somehow knowing that Ansui would wait for her no matter how long it took, no matter if they had to sit here all night before she could find her voice and speak to him. Within her birth pack Jace would have had a support group, a safety net made up of the other females of the clan, all who had suffered the loss of children, some with numbers well up into the thirties, such sadness and sorrow. This group would have been there for Jace and would have understood in every way what she was feeling, here there was none of that. Ichika may be a pack of peace but they were not bound together by blood and death, they did not fight together day after day to stay alive.
Ultimately Jace was having to deal with her grief and loss without her safety net there to keep her afloat. Her lower jaw trembled as she sat down with some awkwardness as directed, her legs were splayed out in front of her in an ungainly posture and she ducked her head slightly, upset that she could not sit in a more regal and respectful position. Her mind whirled round and around itself like a dog chasing its own tail, the reference was fitting, until she eventually came to the conclusion that blunt was the only way she could start off her tale, finally it came out,
"I tortured and killed the man that tried to dig up my dead children so he could eat them!" The female pitched forwards to pull on her ears with ashen paws and moaned in a distressed voice.