[html]
To her dismay those words would not come to her. The perfect sentences would not simply form within her mind. It was almost unbearable, and was on the fringes of tormenting the eldest Dreamer. Anu had always known what to say, such things came to her easily... Was she so changed by her capture and time in the AniWayan prison that she could no longer comfort others? That possibility gave the woman more worry then actually speaking with the small pup about her mother. Self-aware, Anu recognized the fluttering of unease and anxiety and took a deep breath to calm herself. She inhaled the fear, and with her breath outward she pushed it from her body and thus her thoughts. The next inhale was calm, confidence and assertiveness. It was a tiresome activity but in the end she would prosper from it.
Eyes were not even open when she heard the pup. Blue eyes cracked and lids lifted slowly. She looked to see the young silver girl walked towards her in normal clumsy pup-ish fashion. Anu smiled, the fear gone and her normal collectivity returned. A hand beckoned her close, to sit beside or against her. To feel the soft material of the cloth she wore, and to know the comfort and support that Anu could give. Come Blaise. Anu inhaled, ease filled her... But in her eyes spoke the sorrow that lingered in her heart. The old woman could not hide it even though she tried.
Your mother.. She loved you very much. And she was a good soul, to bring you here. Her voice was as soft as was natural for Anu, but there was little she could do to keep it steady. Anu looked at the young girl, wondering if she would understand what she was about to tell her.
[/html]
