Odessa was, of course, still deeply saddened by the death of her uncle. But she was glad Salvia had survived at least. It reassured her that someone as strong as she was still around to protect Salsola. And how Odessa wished Salsola would grow to welcome more members. More people to protect it's lands. And to protect her. After all Odessa was no kind of warrior and obviously never would be, so someone had to watch out for her. Of course, she had Imhotep but there was only so much he could do. And what about her younger cousins, they were only puppies! Odessa frowned gently as she hovered about the clinic, tidying it here and there.
Really she had been, and still was, waiting for Imhotep. The medic sought comfort in her other half, because although she'd passed the endless moping stage and entered the silent acceptance, she craved the company the company mateship supplied her with. Odessa knew he would appear sooner or later, after all shed been gone nearly all day and the sun was just beginning to set. Odessa had spent the day clearing up all the supplies she'd found when she'd gone out of Salsola territory. Not to mention the herbs she found.
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