Revelations

[Mew Sadira]

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http://i692.photobucket.com/albums/vv28 ... ighter.png); background-position:bottom; background-repeat:no-repeat;"> This post is.. not so good. But I figured I'd just fade it out? R we done? :] Post again if you want, but I added no dialogue to go on! In essence though, Mew has asked her if she wants to stay a few days with her, just to talk and calm down. Word Count: 529 - SoSuWriMo It seemed Mew's awkward efforts paid off, for as moments passed her aunt calmed a little. Her tears quieted and they sat downstairs for some time. Mew had always thought that her aunt's presence was a comforting one, and seeing as Colibri was never around she supposed it was the closest thing to a mother-child bond she would ever have. Knowing that the older femme was her family, her mother's sister, and also so much wiser than herself was a resource. She had drawn upon that resource many times, and the dark femme had done such great things for her lithe, ivory relative that it made her feel quite humbled. This dark female had been here for her when she lost her first children, and when she had gained her second children. She had cared for her life more than once, and for that Mew would be forever grateful. This was one opportunity to repay her for all her good actions, and Mew was glad even though she wasn't entirely sure how to grasp the situation. It was time for Mew to do something for Hanna, for once, and she — if she had been asked, though there was no need to enter the subject at this time — found no words for how much she appreciated that her aunt had chosen to come to her. Not to another friend, not to the father, but to her niece. They shared a bond of trust, and Mew knew better than to throw it away. She would nurture it 'till her death, for she loved her aunt, and Hanna deserved that much. Eventually they found their way upstairs, and Mew sat close to the other femme — now shifted for the sake of convenience — and they spoke of everything and nothing. Hanna shared her feelings, her story of how this had come to be, and Mew shared her viewpoint on it. The white-pelted woman did not in essence approve of sleeping around, but there was a difference between a one-night fling and, say, Firefly's behavior. She would not judge Hanna for this, and she made certain she knew that. Mew was not one to judge anyway; she had concieved her first litter in much the same way as her aunt had, not with a mate but a virtual stranger. Though, Mew had aimed for pregnancy, and Hanna did not. Sometimes Mew would reach out and lay a comforting hand on her aunt's shoulder, sometimes she would simply offer words as consolidation. She spoke about her own thoughts when she knew that she had a litter around her stomach, how she had felt during the time she had carried them, and how she felt now. She hoped it would ease her aunt's mind to hear that she was not the only one who had been frightened, or alone, or that had had many questions. But if she wanted to, she could stay a day or two in Wolfville, and she couild practice on Mew's children. Mew hoped it would ease her mind, to end her worries. This was all she had to offer for the life she had been given twice by the older female.

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