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She wondered how her sister had changed over the months of their separation. How living with a tribe of nomads had been. It was hard for her to imagine not having one specific place to call home. That would not be the life for her. Yet she could see how it could have been a comfort to her distraught sibling for a while. To help her move on from her tragedy. Still, what had she learned? Did she know how to shift now? Ehno had learned on his journey and Savina had picked up the skill after arriving here. Hopefully Ghita had kept up on her English. She would need it here.
She smiled at Ghita's enthusiasm about the prospect of seeing their brother. "Sì! Sarà così felice di vederla! Credo che lei abbia ragione. Questo è più di la coincidenza semplice." Some greater force had decided to rejoin the three Marino children. There was no doubt in the woman's mind about that now. Silently she thanked the gods above for their generosity and compassion. Never even in her dreams had she hoped for such luck. And for her sister to come here just in time for the birth of the next generation of their family? It was wonderful. Now her puppies would have both their aunt and uncle.
At her sister's response to her last question she couldn't keep the grimace from her face. She didn't know the fate that had befallen their beloved mother. Anger welled up in her chest at those she had grown up in the company of. How dare they keep such information from her. They had no right to punish Ghita for Savina's misdeeds against Serge (though as far as she was concerned she was justified). True, none of them would have known where she had gone, but they all knew what had happened to Amata. Her paws stopped as she turned to face the other fey straight on, sorrow in her jeweled eyes. "Il Ghita che ho paura...Ho alcune notizie cattive..." She took a deep breath, hot tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. "La madre è morta in un incidente. Ciò è uno delle ragioni che ho lasciato. Sono la sorella così spiacente..." Tail and ears drooped as the tears ran down her face.
She wondered how her sister had changed over the months of their separation. How living with a tribe of nomads had been. It was hard for her to imagine not having one specific place to call home. That would not be the life for her. Yet she could see how it could have been a comfort to her distraught sibling for a while. To help her move on from her tragedy. Still, what had she learned? Did she know how to shift now? Ehno had learned on his journey and Savina had picked up the skill after arriving here. Hopefully Ghita had kept up on her English. She would need it here.
She smiled at Ghita's enthusiasm about the prospect of seeing their brother. "Sì! Sarà così felice di vederla! Credo che lei abbia ragione. Questo è più di la coincidenza semplice." Some greater force had decided to rejoin the three Marino children. There was no doubt in the woman's mind about that now. Silently she thanked the gods above for their generosity and compassion. Never even in her dreams had she hoped for such luck. And for her sister to come here just in time for the birth of the next generation of their family? It was wonderful. Now her puppies would have both their aunt and uncle.
At her sister's response to her last question she couldn't keep the grimace from her face. She didn't know the fate that had befallen their beloved mother. Anger welled up in her chest at those she had grown up in the company of. How dare they keep such information from her. They had no right to punish Ghita for Savina's misdeeds against Serge (though as far as she was concerned she was justified). True, none of them would have known where she had gone, but they all knew what had happened to Amata. Her paws stopped as she turned to face the other fey straight on, sorrow in her jeweled eyes. "Il Ghita che ho paura...Ho alcune notizie cattive..." She took a deep breath, hot tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. "La madre è morta in un incidente. Ciò è uno delle ragioni che ho lasciato. Sono la sorella così spiacente..." Tail and ears drooped as the tears ran down her face.