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We should keep a tally of how many times Anu comes upon Savi doing something stupid

A moon had passed since the confrontation and fight with the demon, but the alpha's body was the only part of her that was healing. Stitched wounds had turned to puffy pink scars, standing out starkly from her nightshade fur. As a younger, vainer wolf it might have bothered her, but such concerns seemed trivial now. Nothing mattered but the fact that she had failed Denali. When he had ran, she had not gone after him, and now he was dead because of it. The only loss that even came close that she had experienced before was that of her own mother. Even the pain of losing her though did not seem so sharp as this. Perhaps it was because she had had little time to sit around and dwell upon it, whereas now that was all she had done. What mother could recover from this though?


Now that she was able to move around with more ease, she did so often. Staying inside the manor was something she could no longer do. It was oppressive and suffocating. Part of her wanted to go back down to the beach, but that trek had been a hard one on her still recovering body and she was not quite so masochistic to want to go through it again so soon. Savina wanted to see water though, and so she decided to go for the next best thing at this point and hobbled her way to the Lenape River. Between her teeth was held the strap of her dead son's mask. The woman felt an obligation to carry it with her. It was a symbol of her emotional burden, and the only thing left of Denali that she could still protect and hold close.


When the Marino reached the river she sat and watched it for a moment, the running of the water seemingly the only thing that could soothe her troubled soul. Lackluster emerald eyes followed the line of the river until it reached the rocky outcrop that rose high into the sky. Savina rose and waded into the cold run and made her way to the other side. She limped up to the beginning of the rocks. Carefully she placed Denali's mask on the first outcrop and then tried to pull herself up. Pain shot through her shoulder and she yelped, dropping back down to the soft ground. The woman refused to abandon the venture, for what reason she had no notion, and again started to pull herself up, front feet gripped and back claws scrabbled at the flinty face of stone. Her jaw was clenched against the pain, yet still she fought.

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thank you for starting this too <3

The drifting scent of her leader made Anu follow. She was a creature of habit, one of instinct. They all were, Anu believed, when they were born. There were some that followed them, and others that ignored them. However the rest wished to live, Anu had chosen to succumb to those natural urges and so she lingered behind the scent of her alphess with her tail low and her ears perked only in the hopes of finding the female's accented voice.

Anu knew that pains that Savina had gone through during winter's hold. She knew from the stream of continuous hurtful news that traveled on the lips of their pack members and painfully rested in her ears. But the leading pair had been distant, their positions would normally keep them close and connected but the emotional and physical pains had kept Savina distant, or perhaps it made Anu the distant one.

What ever it was, the gray and tan woman followed now, and as she made her way towards the river's loud bubbling the scent of the raven furred woman grew stronger. Nose touched the ground, examining the trail and then slowly walking through the tree cover towards the bank. Blue gaze watched the black creature as she moved across the water and towards the rocks. She struggled, and the Praetor raced to the water's edge. Savina! She spoke out with a tone that a subordinate would have used with their leader, yearning and calling for her.

Her aging body entered the cold water, slowing her muscle's response, in the hopes of helping her friend. But she even the more shallow of waters seemed to push her further past the black wolf's position. Come down from there please she pleaded, now in her own predicament but still worried for Savina.

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No problem! And Savi to the rescue! Some PP, lemme know if you want changed :3

Savina didn't know why she wanted to climb up on the Highrocks, she just knew that she did. Maybe she thought if she could raise herself above the normal level of the world, the aching of her heart would subside and everything would not seem so gray and empty. Maybe from a bird's eye view her perspective would change and she would grow to accept what had happened and move on. Whatever drove her though was a strong force, and despite the screaming pain in her body she clung hard and tried and tried to pull herself up on that first threshold. She told herself if she could overcome this first one, the next ones would be easy. Of course in reality it would be just as hard and likely she would get herself stuck halfway up, but there was nothing logical about the way her thoughts were running at the moment.


Her name was called out plaintively, and she recognized the voice even though it seemed ages since she had heard it last. Sable head did not turn though and her efforts on the rock face only paused for a moment before they continued. She needed to do this, she couldn't turn away. Seconds ticked by and soon the tan and gray form of her friend appeared unexpectedly in her periphery. Savina's head turned ever so slightly to look at Anu full on and was dismayed to see the elder woman in the river being tugged downstream by the water's flow. The Consul huffed and debated the question she already knew the answer to. Teeth desperately grabbed the strap of Denali's mask before she let her body fall unceremoniously from the rocky outcrop.


The Marino whined as she pushed herself back up on angry muscles. Her eyes checked Anu's position and her heart lurched to see that the Praetor had drifted even further. Hurriedly she worked the mask over her head so it hung securely from her neck and then loped awkwardly down the bank to catch up with Anu, her face contorted into a grimace. The woman got a little ahead of her friend and then dove back into the cold waters of the Lenape. When she reached her, ivory teeth carefully took hold of the other's scruff and laboriously pulled them both back to the shore they had come from. Savina helped to push Anu up before scrabbling her own way up onto the bank. The Consul laid prostrate and panted heavily. Her muscles burned and throbbed around her injuries. Her gaze looked over her friend to make sure she was alright, but no words were spoken yet as her lungs cried for more air.

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you know your good Wink 300+

The water pulled her, short silver tipped fur sweeping along with the current's flow and causing the cold water to seep into the thick undercoat and touch her skin. It was surprising, how strong the river truly was. Or was it that Anu was simply too weak to stand against it. She looked up at Savi, blue eyes watching and waiting for her to fall from the rocks. It was not safe, and the alphess needed to come down from such heights before the tragedies continued with the fall of their leader.

Anu felt her paws slip on the river's bottom, and she looked down stream to see that she had been unknowingly moving along with the current. Her eyes now away from Savina, she now began to fight against the flow of water and tried to get to the bank. It was hard, too hard for her aging bones and winter-thin body, she struggled and fought until she was no longer just walking along the bottom of the river but swimming against it.

There was pressure against her neck, but she could not see what was touching. Her eyes had fallen shut against the cold spray, her teeth gritting and her determination waning. She was being pull, but she had already known that. Though this was in another direction, but the wolfess was too physically drained to fight against it. She kept her body above the water's surface, but did not know that it was the black wolf that helped her until she felt the bank against her thrashing paws. She opened her eyes, seeing the land and pulling desperately with her paws until she was out of the water and onto the equally cold earth. She did not focus her gaze to the other female, who had laid against the ground with her chest rising and falling furiously to catch her breath. Anu simply did the same, her heart pounding in her ears and her lungs tight and burning.

Minutes that felt like hours passed between them, silence their only other companion. It took some time for the river's voice to rejoin her, as her heart calmed and it's pace becoming normal once more. Anu waited for her to say something, but there was nothing and she wondered if Savina was still there. She looked, seeing that the wolfess had not moved. Her head rose, life and feeling returning slowly.

Anu had risked her own life to bring Savin down from the rocks, but in turned caused more trouble for both of them. She felt foolish, but an anger had been sparked in the normally tranquil chest of the Praetor. Still Anu simply spoke two words of appreciation with an empty voice. "Thank you"

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short x.x

Her whole body seemed to burn despite the chill on her skin. After assuring that Anu was not in immediate danger any longer, her eyes closed against the various pains that were coursing through her weary body. For some time the physical aches were all her mind could focus upon, but as they gradually subsided other thoughts filtered through her consciousness. Why hadn't her friend been able to cross the river? She wished to attribute it to Anu's weakened state after her winter illness, and not the fey's age. Even though she knew that the Praetor was older than her, she had never considered Anu old. The truth of the matter was that neither of them were getting any younger though. Such thoughts concerned the Consul, but she locked them away in her heart, unwilling to give voice to them. Just another small burden to bear; nothing compared to the heavy grief that filled up every second of her days and nights.


With her eyes still closed, she did not notice Anu's small movements, and only became aware of the outside world again when an empty thanks was spoken to her. Emeralds opened back up and her head rose languidly from the frozen ground. The look in her eyes was inscrutable despite the confusion she felt for the tone her friend spoke in. "You don't need to thank me," she said in a hollow voice. "It's just a comfort to know I do not fail all those that I love." At least she hadn't allowed the river to claim Anu as she had let that she-devil take her son.

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sorry for the wait!

In their lives they would face more challenges then their mother's had hoped for them. Each hoped that their daughter or son would grow to be honorable, worth the live they had been given as they tore away from their wombs. Though none wished hardship on them, but Anu and Savina knew hardship. And despite their own hopes and dreams for their children, they would know hardship too. Anu did not believe that Denali's fate had been his true path. No she saw him grown, happy and sharing his joyful nature with the rest of the world. But his time had been cut short and she could only pray to the golden god she honored that his pain had been minimal and his end swift. Anu was not one to wish for time to be reversed and the past changed, she had wished for that too many times. Her heart could not take the disappointment.


The gray mouthed wolfess focused on the dark alphess and did not know what to say in response to her words. Of course there was going to be feelings of regret and disappointment. And so many other feelings. Anu rose, her legs shaking as she did so slowly. her hips gave way and she could only manage to sit for the moment's time. The guilt that surrounded Savina and her daughter was strikingly apparent. Their anger and pain hiding it, but poorly. Where were you going? She asked, her tone filled just a bit more then before. Of course Anu cared, she had always cared and trying to hide the fact was as impossible as turning back time.

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