01-22-2010, 08:43 PM
Firefly wasn’t exactly sure what had happened, she had awoken to a hazy scene before her. She knew she was inside a building but she didn’t know where. All she could remember was what trouble she’d got herself into and brief glimpses of the fight that had broken out afterwards. She could remember Haven arrived just when she thought she was going to die and then everything after that had just been a blur. Everything was harder to do than it had ever been. She could feel a dull throbbing along her side every time she breathed. Nausia had set in when she’d tried to move and she’d had to fight to stay contouis. She felt a rippling effect break down her side as she yelped.
The scent of hay was all around her and she realized that she must be in the barn. She closed her eyes and tried to breathe again, the ragged sound frightening her slightly as she coughed. Her voice was just a raspy sound as she called out. ”Haven?” She couldn’t see him but she could smell him. She began to panic as she thought that her own folly had caused the boy to become wounded graver than she was. Her mind argued that that was impossible, someone had managed to get her to safety, and from the sound of the shifting and nickering horses she believed she was back home in Cour des Miracles lands. She felt a second ripple break over her body as she began to weep.
It had taken her a moment to realize that the sharp pain she felt was not from the wounds but from her body itself. She’d felt the contractions of labor before and she knew what would come next. Bitter tears spilled down her cheeks, mixing with blood as she whimpered. ”It’s too soon..” She had pleaded with the Dahlia de Mai wolves to let her go, they knew she was with pups but it didn’t matter now because she couldn’t stop what nature wouldn’t allow continuing. A bitter voice whispered that it was better this way, Jacquez had never wanted the puppies and war was not a time to be raising them anyways but in her heart she knew the voice was wrong, she’d wanted them and she wanted them still.
The scent of hay was all around her and she realized that she must be in the barn. She closed her eyes and tried to breathe again, the ragged sound frightening her slightly as she coughed. Her voice was just a raspy sound as she called out. ”Haven?” She couldn’t see him but she could smell him. She began to panic as she thought that her own folly had caused the boy to become wounded graver than she was. Her mind argued that that was impossible, someone had managed to get her to safety, and from the sound of the shifting and nickering horses she believed she was back home in Cour des Miracles lands. She felt a second ripple break over her body as she began to weep.
It had taken her a moment to realize that the sharp pain she felt was not from the wounds but from her body itself. She’d felt the contractions of labor before and she knew what would come next. Bitter tears spilled down her cheeks, mixing with blood as she whimpered. ”It’s too soon..” She had pleaded with the Dahlia de Mai wolves to let her go, they knew she was with pups but it didn’t matter now because she couldn’t stop what nature wouldn’t allow continuing. A bitter voice whispered that it was better this way, Jacquez had never wanted the puppies and war was not a time to be raising them anyways but in her heart she knew the voice was wrong, she’d wanted them and she wanted them still.