11-16-2008, 12:53 AM
She hadn't really left he packlands since the puppies were born, though she knew the announcement had been made about the litter it wasn't that big of a reason to celebrate. One of the young had already passed in the span since it's birth and another was weakening daily. The woman wasn't in the best of moods when she heard the lyrical song on the winds. The call from the one Sadira she didn't believe would be looking to call on her anyday. She bared her fangs silently and pushed Zana and her brother deep within the nest of blankets before fluffing her pelt up and heading towards the bitter cold of the outside world.
The blast of cold air that hit her as she slide through the door to the cabin and pressed her weight against the frame once more to close the frigid air away from the warmth that glowed from within. The smoke from the fireplace was sharp to her nose as she moved down the trail and quickly to the borders before any of the other packmates decided to investigate just who was demanding the Matriatch on such a day. Iskata's steps drew her closer and closer to a child that seemed to reflect every darkness and bitterness that could reside in ones soul. Firefly seemed to draw the bad from another and the darker mirror of the world seemed to be her playground, none of her children worried the woman like her fierce and independant daughter.
She drew up to the border and where her daughter waited, studying the girl as she paused, "Well, Firefly?" she called, asking reason for calling her out this morning when she knew well enough the woman was busy between pack and the newest born family members. She knew the personal hell that the gold and bronze yearling had been through but she didn't seem to show any signs of the trama and abuse. Secretly the woman wondered if it even mattered to the child anymore. She'd always been so tied into the very things that Iskata hated.. and yet Iskata had asked her to walk the path she followed now, to join Dahlia de Mai. She regretted that request more than anything.. but this was only the beginning.
The blast of cold air that hit her as she slide through the door to the cabin and pressed her weight against the frame once more to close the frigid air away from the warmth that glowed from within. The smoke from the fireplace was sharp to her nose as she moved down the trail and quickly to the borders before any of the other packmates decided to investigate just who was demanding the Matriatch on such a day. Iskata's steps drew her closer and closer to a child that seemed to reflect every darkness and bitterness that could reside in ones soul. Firefly seemed to draw the bad from another and the darker mirror of the world seemed to be her playground, none of her children worried the woman like her fierce and independant daughter.
She drew up to the border and where her daughter waited, studying the girl as she paused, "Well, Firefly?" she called, asking reason for calling her out this morning when she knew well enough the woman was busy between pack and the newest born family members. She knew the personal hell that the gold and bronze yearling had been through but she didn't seem to show any signs of the trama and abuse. Secretly the woman wondered if it even mattered to the child anymore. She'd always been so tied into the very things that Iskata hated.. and yet Iskata had asked her to walk the path she followed now, to join Dahlia de Mai. She regretted that request more than anything.. but this was only the beginning.