06-07-2009, 09:45 PM
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Cercelee met Cwmfen’s eyes as Haku reveled his purpose. The strange women beside him was still a mystery, who she was and why she was the one to help Haku home, but Cercelee ignored her. She was not part of Dahlia de Mai, and while she stayed by Haku, Cercelee did not care to involve her any further. Cwmfen accepted Haku’s story and recounted a meeting with Svara as well, and Cercelee took a breath, hoping to decide what to say by the time she had to exhale. On one hand Svara was already dead to her, along with Firefly and Sabeen. Their faces no longer floated before her in daily thoughts and there was nothing to mourn, they had been gone for a while. Yet Cercelee knew that if Svara lived, or even if she died, Firefly’s ghost would soon be knocking at their door for justice. Not that any was due to either of them but Firefly had a habit of asking for many things she did not deserve.
“Do you know if another pack had taken her in?” Had they, then there might be more trouble. Firefly they could deal with, but tensions with another pack were not something Cercelee looked forward to. There was peace with Crimson Dreams and Phoenix Valley and the Rosea wished to keep it so. Her eyes swept Haku once more, in a more pitiful state than she had ever seen the male before. “And it was her who did this to you?” Her eyes looked back to Cwmfen, for the girl was mostly blind and a lot smaller than Haku. There were holes and gaps in the story, but Svara wasn’t here to tell her side and she wouldn’t get a chance to either.
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Cercelee met Cwmfen’s eyes as Haku reveled his purpose. The strange women beside him was still a mystery, who she was and why she was the one to help Haku home, but Cercelee ignored her. She was not part of Dahlia de Mai, and while she stayed by Haku, Cercelee did not care to involve her any further. Cwmfen accepted Haku’s story and recounted a meeting with Svara as well, and Cercelee took a breath, hoping to decide what to say by the time she had to exhale. On one hand Svara was already dead to her, along with Firefly and Sabeen. Their faces no longer floated before her in daily thoughts and there was nothing to mourn, they had been gone for a while. Yet Cercelee knew that if Svara lived, or even if she died, Firefly’s ghost would soon be knocking at their door for justice. Not that any was due to either of them but Firefly had a habit of asking for many things she did not deserve.
“Do you know if another pack had taken her in?” Had they, then there might be more trouble. Firefly they could deal with, but tensions with another pack were not something Cercelee looked forward to. There was peace with Crimson Dreams and Phoenix Valley and the Rosea wished to keep it so. Her eyes swept Haku once more, in a more pitiful state than she had ever seen the male before. “And it was her who did this to you?” Her eyes looked back to Cwmfen, for the girl was mostly blind and a lot smaller than Haku. There were holes and gaps in the story, but Svara wasn’t here to tell her side and she wouldn’t get a chance to either.
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