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Tangled Puppet Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 11:00 am
Casseth blinked, racing mind instantly calming as his daughter explained what had happened prior to her bursting into the house yelling for him. A new sort of panic set in as he fully realized what was happening to his little girl. He wasn’t ready for this and he most definitely didn’t know exactly what he should do. “Shh, yes, yes, we’ll go to daddy’s shop. Then perhaps we’ll visit grandma Valla as well.” He kissed his daughter’s forehead and stood. “Is the bleeding bad?”
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 11:09 am
“Hnnnnnngh—” Tanarah shot her father a convoluted look, because somehow, the information of what was actually happening seemed to have made him less concerned than previously — which, she supposed on some level could be read as a good sign, but he hadn’t told her anything about what it meant, which seemed only to be all the more frustrating and humiliating. As the prospect of leaving the house to go fetch her other father fully sank in, though, she winced, shaking her head and dropping her voice several levels in volume. “I actually…don’t really wanna leave the house…” And then a whisper: “I need new pants…”
Really, she felt filthy all over. Filthy and sore and upset at everything.
“Am I dying? Is it my stomach? You can tell me straight if I’m dying…”
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Tangled Puppet Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 11:15 am
Cas frowned, pausing as his daughter spoke again. He sank down to his knees and shook his head. “No honey, you’re not dying. I promise.” He reached out, brushing a strand of hair out of her face and then tugged her in close. “Papa just doesn’t have much experience with this. I’m sorry.” He kissed her cheek and held her close. “It’s something all girls go through eventually. It’s why I want to go see Valla, she’ll know more than I do.” He frowned as he glanced over to the steps. He was almost certain that they didn’t have the right kind of things at the house to take care of this, so a trip into town was a must. Cas glanced back to Tana as he spoke again. “We can get you a new pair of pants and then either we can go into town together or I can go by myself and get daddy and Valla.” Though in truth, the thought of leaving her alone at the moment wasn’t something Casseth liked very much but something needed to be done.
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 11:35 am
“Nnnh.” Tanarah frowned.
‘All girls’ experienced something like…? Something very specifically like what she was? And she’d never heard of it before? It seemed ridiculous, because why, and if so, how had she not known of it? But, at the same time, the pure fact that her father seemed to take this as an obvious, familiar thing — at least on some level — and sounded so sure of himself when the factors seemed oddly specific, leant her to suppose that there had to be some truth to it, at least.
Daddy would know, though. And, if it really related to her being female, then Vallarah, too. It seemed absurdly unfair, if it were a female specific thing. Surely whatever necessitated that girls bleed in such a way ought to have the decency to return the favor on boys. But that, Tanarah supposed, was something to stew on at another time.
“I don’t want to go out,” she said. “I don’t want to go anywhere. If it’s not dangerous…I’ll just wait here, you can go. I want to…” She frowned, “…clean up, anyway. By myself.” A pause. “You promise it’s not bad…? And that you’ll be back quick…”
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Tangled Puppet Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 11:50 am
Casseth didn’t really want to leave Tana at home by herself, at the moment, but knew there would be no budging her on her choice. And he had to get Lith, he couldn’t do this on his own. “Yes, Tana, I promise it’s not bad. I’d have already had you at daddy’s shop if it were. And I’ll be back so quick. I’ll fly there and back and bring your grandma and daddy and sister back with me.” He gave her another kiss and hug before standing. “Clean yourself up and I’ll be back soon, hm?”
Cas pinched the bridge of his nose, as he moved out of his house, and sighed. This had been the last thing that he had expected to happen so soon and yet, they should have been better prepared. With two daughters in tow it was something they should have educated themselves on more earlier than now. With little thought he shifted to his dragon form and took off into the sky and flew over the desert and over the town in record time. He shifted as he landed in front of Valla’s shop and not even pausing as he pushed open the door. He explained their situation and she promised that she would gather what was needed and meet him and Lith back at their home.
Cas thanked her but didn’t linger long before he moved out of the small shop and headed for Lithian’s own shop.
“Papa!” Tala threw herself at him as he entered into the shop and he automatically picked her up and held her close.
“Hello sweetie. Where’s daddy?”
“Back room. I was helping him organize things and he asked me to fetch him something.” Tala frowned at the look on her papa’s face. “What’s wrong?”
“Mmm, we’ll talk about it later, ok?” Casseth sat her back down on her feet but caught up her hand with his as they made their way to the back room. “Lithian? We need to go home. It’s Tana. She’s…” Cas frowned, not really sure of the right way to put it. “She’s started her first bleeding.”
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 12:16 pm
Tanarah concluded that she hated most everything.
She hated pants. She hated stairs. She hated womanhood. She hated blood more than she’d ever had prior reason to hate it, and she hated waiting. She hated aches and stains and the gods, and rags and cupboards and boots and bottles. When she finally managed to make herself moderately presentable, she found she hated waiting doubly much until the full entourage arrived, at which point she hated talking.
But it became easier, despite her frustrated abashment, as it became clear — through her father and grandmother’s explanations to her — that a monthly bleeding, once coming of age, was not only common, but expected and all but a given for women who could ever bear children. Further consolation and necessary supplies for hygiene were provided, and her sister was sat down with her through it that they might both be informed and aware for the future. By the end of the day, Tanarah was still miffed and cross, but less sore thanks to herbal tea from her grandmother and a touch of spellwork from her father, and all of it seemed — if no less completely unnecessary, unsanitary, and bothersome — at least more manageable.
And, since she had weathered the experience first, at least her sister would be informed and prepared for whenever her time inevitably came.
That, Tanarah decided at the end, was the best thing to come out of the day.
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