09-19-2008, 12:49 PM
ooc- Your posts so rock. 
690
The matriarch of silver and gold hadn't seen hide nor hair of her children for a while. DaVinci had come and gone like the ghost he was, Firefly she'd stayed clear of, not wanting to see the damage that had befallen her own child at the hands of Inferni.. the rest it seemed had made their places in packs far away and since they'd parted ways in the spring it was almost like they didn't exist. Just whisps of smoke left after the fire's blaze she could smell it in the air but the feather soft ashes held little warmth and no spark of life. True enough that Magdalena had stayed close and even come to Phoenix Valley with the small band that day yet sometimes even her eldest child was hard to find. The leader shook her head and tried to push the lonely thoughts from her mind.
Iskata had been out in the orchards again trying to finish gathering the last of the apples before the first frosts of the year claimed them. She knew that all this work to keep her emotions at bay would start to wear off and she'd have to find something else to do with her time. She was angry with herself, with the foolish act she'd committed. For just one moment in time to forget the world around her.. and she's screwed it all up now. She'd given up plucking apples for the day, the bees buzzing in her ears with whispered harassments and threats were enough to make her leave well enough alone. Taunting in her mind was the thought that she should have left well enough alone weeks ago.
Her ears were flattened against her skull as she sighed and toted the armload of apples over to the fence where the eager lifestock were gathering to receive their rewards for lounging about in the fields and doing nothing. She almost hated the fact that they were going to be their means of surviving the winter when those trusting eyes followed the hand that fed them. She tossed the apples along the fence but kept one to herself as she walked along the fenceposts towards the central farmstead.
She was almost to the edge of the fence when she heard the pounding of hooves from the other side of the enclosure and was met with a whine from the single horse they'd managed to find. The creature was in no means tame and was just not getting to where he would accept food from her palm but she kept him still. The mustang would never become food like the other lifestock and she knew it was foolhardy to think she could train him to be ridden now but she still loved to watch the wild spirited beast and watch him from a distance. She tossed the last apple to the buckskinned stallion and paused for a moment, a slight smile on her lips as she shook her head and turned on her way.
Soon enough she found herself on the red dirt road once more and was walking the yards between the farmhouse and her own cottage. She'd been thinking about the most recent mistake and the resulting problems that were following it, becoming lost in her thoughts she hadn't even realized that her daughter for once had been home until she'd caught sight of the sun glittering off her soft pelt.
Iskata smiled suddenly as she realized what the young woman was doing. A soft chuckle filled the air as she entered the yard and called out. "And what did my flowerbed do to deserve such treatment?" They really weren't her flowers, but just what had remained and had continued to grow after the humans had past on. Anu had tended to the gardens around the packlands and had brought them back to life.. without the tough of her hand it seemed that they were fading back into the wild tangle of vines and weeds once more. Iskata thought that perhaps it was fitting, the whole of the world was a little bit savage now, why not the gardens too.
690The matriarch of silver and gold hadn't seen hide nor hair of her children for a while. DaVinci had come and gone like the ghost he was, Firefly she'd stayed clear of, not wanting to see the damage that had befallen her own child at the hands of Inferni.. the rest it seemed had made their places in packs far away and since they'd parted ways in the spring it was almost like they didn't exist. Just whisps of smoke left after the fire's blaze she could smell it in the air but the feather soft ashes held little warmth and no spark of life. True enough that Magdalena had stayed close and even come to Phoenix Valley with the small band that day yet sometimes even her eldest child was hard to find. The leader shook her head and tried to push the lonely thoughts from her mind.
Iskata had been out in the orchards again trying to finish gathering the last of the apples before the first frosts of the year claimed them. She knew that all this work to keep her emotions at bay would start to wear off and she'd have to find something else to do with her time. She was angry with herself, with the foolish act she'd committed. For just one moment in time to forget the world around her.. and she's screwed it all up now. She'd given up plucking apples for the day, the bees buzzing in her ears with whispered harassments and threats were enough to make her leave well enough alone. Taunting in her mind was the thought that she should have left well enough alone weeks ago.
Her ears were flattened against her skull as she sighed and toted the armload of apples over to the fence where the eager lifestock were gathering to receive their rewards for lounging about in the fields and doing nothing. She almost hated the fact that they were going to be their means of surviving the winter when those trusting eyes followed the hand that fed them. She tossed the apples along the fence but kept one to herself as she walked along the fenceposts towards the central farmstead.
She was almost to the edge of the fence when she heard the pounding of hooves from the other side of the enclosure and was met with a whine from the single horse they'd managed to find. The creature was in no means tame and was just not getting to where he would accept food from her palm but she kept him still. The mustang would never become food like the other lifestock and she knew it was foolhardy to think she could train him to be ridden now but she still loved to watch the wild spirited beast and watch him from a distance. She tossed the last apple to the buckskinned stallion and paused for a moment, a slight smile on her lips as she shook her head and turned on her way.
Soon enough she found herself on the red dirt road once more and was walking the yards between the farmhouse and her own cottage. She'd been thinking about the most recent mistake and the resulting problems that were following it, becoming lost in her thoughts she hadn't even realized that her daughter for once had been home until she'd caught sight of the sun glittering off her soft pelt.
Iskata smiled suddenly as she realized what the young woman was doing. A soft chuckle filled the air as she entered the yard and called out. "And what did my flowerbed do to deserve such treatment?" They really weren't her flowers, but just what had remained and had continued to grow after the humans had past on. Anu had tended to the gardens around the packlands and had brought them back to life.. without the tough of her hand it seemed that they were fading back into the wild tangle of vines and weeds once more. Iskata thought that perhaps it was fitting, the whole of the world was a little bit savage now, why not the gardens too.