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 Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 11:36 am
Once they were far enough away that she knew neither Enyo or Achilles could hear them she spoke to Orithia as she limped down the trail. "I am proud of you. You showed your sister mercy in a fight where mercy plays no part." And then she paused in her speech to think on her next words carefully. "While you did the right thing this time remember that sometimes mercy does not belong in a fight. In a war there is no time to show mercy, kill or be killed." they continued to walk along in silence for a good while before she spoke again. "You will not use your sisters new position as an excuse to work her harder than the others. She is still your blood sister, and that puts you on almost equal standing. But do not let this blind you as well, Enyo could one day choose to use this close position to try to overthrow you again, you must be ready for that challenge."
After a long walk they were nearing the dens, instead of taking Orithia to their den she headed for Yakut's. All of the healing herbs were stored there anyways and she thought it was best to keep those two separated for now. Once Yakut was done there would be much to do, she could already hear some of the sisters whispering about the fight, but for now there was little she could do except care for her injured daughter as best she could until the shamaness arrived.
Orithia nodded slowly at her mothers words, taking them in and remembering them. She had won the fight on a mere technicality and knew that things could have been much different. She also understood that there were times when mercy was not something to think about. "I understand mother." She finally said when it was clear the Queen was done speaking. Once again her mothers wisdom in these matters showed that strength and power wasn't anything and Orithia almost wished that Enyo was here to hear that exact same advice, but perhaps mother would share it in the future. When they reached Yakut's den she laid down near the entrance and waited, closing her eyes she listened to the whispers of the Sister as they spoke about the battle and how she had won it. As proud as she was about this accomplishment she would not let it swell her ego and make her blind to other dangers, but here at the dens with her mother at her side and the Sisters around them the dangers were almost non-existent.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 11:42 am
Finding Yakut was...irritating at the best of times, maddening at the worst. Of all the sisters in the pack - with the exception of perhaps Varia,Yakut was the one Achilles liked to spend time with the least - she was odd and today it seemed she wasn't with her pup or at her den.
Muttering about the pain in the a** she was being Achilles headed into the woods to look for the old bat. She was probably off gathering supplies...or talking to a rock, with Yakut either was a possibility. He wouldn't be at all surprised however if he found her heading back this way - odd as she was the old wolf had a tendency to know when she was needed.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 12:05 pm
 Today the trees had been restless, the wind ever shifting. These signs spoke of an uneasiness within the forest but no matter how much she tried to converse the trees they would not tell her what was to happen. Well at least they refused to tell her until after the fact - and then they finally whispered about the fight between the two sisters. Abandoning the small pile of herbs she had gathered Yakut padded through the trees towards the main dens. It was on this small trek that she spotted a familiar splotchy coat and hurried her old paws to catch up to him.
"So it has finally happened. The bonds have been broken, but can they be fixed?" Not waiting to hear his answer, or perhaps she wasn't even talking to him, she lowered her head as she walked, as if listening to the ground and suddenly turned her eyes up to Achilles. "But the runt has once again proved herself, she has the determination to live no matter the challenge. Stubborn like her father, a worthy trait in this case. And yet..." Yakut never actually finished that thought, merely padded on towards the dens, there was work to be done.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 12:33 pm
Ah just as he'd expected there was was..the strange dark hide adorned with its pelt and beads and it sounded as though she had expected this to happen sooner or later as well...not that it had been all that hard to guess Pen had seen it as well - she just hadn't wanted to admit it to herself.
Turning about he walked alongside the older wolf as they headed back to the dens. He grunted at her stubborn comment but wasn't sure what she meant when she trailed off. Achilles decided it was probably just another of her ramblings and filled her in on Orithia's condition instead of prodding her for a continued answer "Enyo did a good job on her shoulder - savaged it pretty well and she's lost a good deal of blood" He told her as they walked along.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 12:46 pm
It took only a few stern glances to send those Sisters who had gathered around off to do anything but gawk at their injured princess. With the onlookers dismissed she concentrated on keeping Orithia comfortable but awake while they waited for Yakut to arrived.
Oddly enough Orithia was horribly embarrassed by all the attention she was getting right now. Normally she didn't mind other wolves being around her, but them seeing her laying on the ground injured was not her cup of tea. Sighing she wished Yakut would hurry up and get here so she could go hide in the den for a while and rest. And as if to answer her wishes she heard Yakut approach and opened her eyes to see the horn adorned wolfess and her father coming.
"Easy to heal, shoulders are tough, even bad injures heal quickly." And then as an after though she added. "I will try to heal the other one as well, though her injuries are less. Nothing I can do about her broken pride though, she must heal that on her own." Yakut gave him an odd smile, for surely he knew what she was talking about and if he didn't well that wasn't her problem if the male was too dumb to understand her. Now they had left the forest and were at the main dens, she could see Penthesilea standing beside her daughter at the entrance to her.
Coming to a stop at Orithia's side Yakut lowered her head and inspected the wound closely. "Mhmm." She nodded her head and then slipped into the den for a moment. When she emerged again she lay a few berries down for Orithia to chew on. The younger wolf obviously knew this drill well as Yakut watched her scoop them up in her mouth, start to chew them and then cringe at their sour taste. The shamaness laughed slightly at this then looked at Pen and Achilles. "I can fix her up, need some time. She must stay here tonight. You may go, I will see the other one later." Then she turned her attention back to the wound, she would let the berries numbing effect kick in forward properly cleaning the wound and applying a special salve to it.
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