[PRP] Cliff's Edge (Malkia x Irit)

[Dame NightFury]

Irit stared into the distance. He was there again. Waiting for her. Begging her to join him. It was plain on his face he still didn't understand. He didn't remember that the girls were too young, too alone to be left. That they needed her more than he did. And sometimes, Irit herself forgot it herself, so she didn't blame him. She couldn't blame her mate. She still loved him with all her heart.

There had to be a way to make him happy. To be happy. To take care of the girls. There had to be an answer. The others in their group ... Well Irit didn't trust them. How could she? They were rogues. And they were strangers. She didn't hate them nearly as much as she hated that pride stealing from her daughters, but only just. She'd take them over the pride.

Irit hated that pride. This land belonged to her mate. Since his death, it belonged to his daughters.

But the girls were fading as he got closer to her. Clearer. She could smell him. Standing so close to the cliff edge. Just a step closer. And he would smile and nuzzle her neck like he used to. Cold nose. Why was his nose always so cold? Just so he could tickle her with it after nuzzling into her? She missed that smile and that cold nose. Irit missed him so much.

Just a few steps.  

[Chi Sohma]

Her visions were like trances she would get stuck in- awake or sleep. It was torture now, the more she became hungry and irritated the worse it got. Visions of a horrible monster with lava coming out of his maw.. It was scary! And it was tormenting her... !! She was oblivious to what her mother was also being tormented by, having followed her mildly behind her like a lost puppy...She would have followed her siblings today- but she wanted to not be around the 'new group'. She wanted to talk to mother anyways, about the scary nightmares.. Until she had a vision that made her so weak that she fell to the ground. Losing consciousness for the moment as the vision settled in.

The war was those scattered and running for their lives- to those fallen heros of honor. Fights and blood filled baths decorated the floor. Screams and those covering their bodies of the dead... Then the lava man... the boogy man.... Laughing and lava spilling over everywhere!

Her body twitched in the vision, then began to run as she laid down. Tossing her head to either side desperately until she started to scream and yell for help. Pawing at the invisible boogy man trying to eat her.. The blood curling shreek. "MOMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!" As if her were dying and on her last breath to save her!
 

[Dame NightFury]

Malkia.

That scream snapped Irit out of her thoughts and visions of Hussan quicker and better than anything else could have or has since his death. In fact, for that moment she forgot Hussan. Irit turned, paniced, and started to frantically look around for Malkia. Had she sprung a trap that Irit had been setting more often than not? Was she attacked? Was it the pride?

Rage burned the memory of Hussan further out of her mind; burned the ghost of him into near nothingness. If they had hurt her baby, she was going to kill them ALL. "Malkia! Malkia, where are you? Respond to mommy!"

Irit didn't have to scan far before she found her daughter twitching and crying in fear, lost in a dream of some sort.

But how did Malkia fall into a dream out here? This ... this didn't make sense. When she whimpered again, that too was driven frm her mind as Irit curled around her daughter and started to hum like she used to before Hussan died. To hum and to groom her daughter as if nothing had ever happened to them and to Hussan.

"Mommy's here, Malkia. Tell Mommy what's wrong."

Chi Sohma

 

[Chi Sohma]

The vision hadn't completely finished, and she stayed in torments of shrieking and yelling for her life for a good few moments before she gasped in to reality. Her mother had curled around her and her eyes had dilated out of pure terror.. Her breathing didn't slow, going in to shock as her eyes rolled back then out of no where she started screaming uncontrollably.. Then quieted in an instant, but the shaking didn't cease..

The vision was holding her in between the stages of what was really happening and the now.. When her mother held her- it was as if the lava filled boogie man was holding her and her little heart couldn't take it.. But with the cooing of her mother..and the hums.. her heart rate went down.. and she started to regain consciousness.. it was slow.. but finally she was able to react.. when her eyes came to shine green to her mother.. tears started to crawl..

"Ma-.....momm....y.... la-la-la..va..." The look of terror STILL written all over her face.. Her speech slurred.. obviously showing the signs of something terrible happening to her..

 

[Dame NightFury]

"Lava?" Irit looked confused down at her young daughter and around the area. "Malkia, where's the lava, sweet one?"

Irit couldn't find any signs of extraordinary heat. Couldn't smell the oppressive, fur burning smell that she assumed went along with lava. Not even a small fire in the area. Was Malkia having waking nightmares?

"Hush, Malkia, sweet one. It was only a nightmare. There's no lava in the area." She curled around her daughter and looked up at her dead mate for support. She really wanted to send him to look around the area. Find something to explain this, but Irit knew he wouldn't leave her or Malkia, not now.  

[Chi Sohma]

HOt... The vision made her hot, and sweat started to mat around her face and arms. Terror, hate, anger..emotions she barely understood thus causing the utter change of character. "Melting off his maw..dripping down on to my face.. And it burned me!!! She tried explaining but it was little use when you were trying to explain it to an adult who couldn't see what you were seeing.

"Its burning meeee! Screaming as she started to claw away the 'lava' that was smelting her skin. She could still smell it! Tossing her head viciously as she racked her claws in to her face. After a good few strokes, she started to pull blood out. As drops of lava dripped on to her face.. She could still feel it, and finally having her paws to get him away from her.. It was a terrible sight although could easily be mistaken for hallucinations of hunger. Right, maybe she was.hungry but she could still 'feel' it burning her skin. "No mommy nooooo! She shrieked..

She was going crazy... And this definately showed how bad she was getting. "Its burning!!! Her pupils grew to almost her entire eye.. It was above all they could have suspected. Wildly waving her paws, clawing at her face. So much more than a nightmare... He was the melting man!
 

[Dame NightFury]

Hot? Did she have a fever? Was Malkia coming down with something. Gods, Irit hoped not. It was the last thing they needed at the moment. But it made sense. Malkia was feeling hot; she was hallucinating; fainting or falling asleep randomly. Irit pressed her paw gently to Malkia's forehead looking for a temperature higher than normal.

"Hush, baby. He's not here now. And you have to remember, your Daddy, he's protecting you. Just becasue he's not here any more," Well not physically here, but his ghost still stayed with them. Malkia didn't need to know that though. "But Daddy is always protecting us. And when this lava monster comes, you have to picture your daddy standing in front of you, protecting you, and fighting against the monster. Okay, baby girl."

When Malkia started to scream and claw at her flesh, Irit froze for a second. She didn't know what to do. Irit looked over at Hussan demanding he help, but his agitation was the only thing he could offer as a ghost, a spirit that only Irit could see. Because he was with her. In her. Mind, body, soul, and heart. "Stop. Stop." Irit pulled Malkia's claws away from her head. Away from her altogether. Hussan couldn't help either of them with this part of Malkia's waking nightmares. But Irit would do everything she could to help her daughter.

When blood was drawn, Irit picked up her daughter by the scruff of her neck and ran as quickly as she could to the river in the area. She didn't usually come this way, since the pride was closer to the water than to the den, but Irit didn't have a choice, and she didn't care. One of her baby girls needed her to solve this problem and she would no matter what she had to do or where she had to go.

At the shore, Irit plunged herself and Malkia into the cold waters. Letting Malkia go, Irit pulled her toward her and started to link Malkia's cheeks and cubfur and wounds. "It's okay, Mommy's here. We're in cold cold water. Lava can't get us here. Cold water always beats lava. It stops lava. Feel the cold water, Malkia. Let it win."

Chi Sohma

 

[Chi Sohma]

Her screams were not quieted when her mother took her up by the scruff. In fact they got worse! She could feel his heat, burning off her fur, and the smelt of burnt was in her nostrils. His face made her scream, his lava filled smile. Her inner soul was fearful, and the words of her mother didn't hit until her body was dunked in water. Then, as her body floated, she could feel the easing of cool water wrapping around her body. Healing and soothing her flesh that had been mentally tortured. The moment she could breath, and her head reached the top of the water. She gasped and grabbed at the water. Then her mother's body had replaced that need and calmed down significantly.

Breathing heavily. "Daddy.." She sniffled.. and choked up with sobs and water. Then rubbed in to her mother's chest fur. Clinging to her. Daddy wasn't there... the lava man was...

But it was her mother that successfully saved her. Opening her eyes finally, and didn't want to ever close them again. Not to see him..

What they didn't know, was that vision, this vision would come to pass, that the lava man WOULD come for them. All of them.

Dame NightFury

 

[Dame NightFury]

Even when Malkia calmed down, Irit still found herself in a panic. How was she suppose to make this better for her daughter? When she had no idea what was going on? Irit continued to groom her little girl, trying so hard to hold back the tears she hadn't shed since before Hussan's death. There had been no time to cry. Irit had been focused on providing for her babies while dealing with the pride that had invaded.But how was she suppose to provide relief to a thing she couldn't feel herself? Hunger she coudl provide for because she had felt it, but she had no reference for this, for what Malkia was going through.

To keep from weeping in front her daughter, Irit did the only thing she could think of. Something she hadn't done since before Hussan's death as well. She wasn't even sure the girls would remember her ever doing it, but her mother did it when she had nightmares. And even if it didn't help with the actual nightmare, maybe it could make the aftermath better. Irit started to hum, tucking Malkia under chin so the cub could not just hear the music, but feel it.

Irit hummed. And she didn't pay any attention to the ghost of her mate. He faded to the back of her mind even as she lost track of his ghostly presence. Irit focused entirely on Malkia and on the music she was humming.

"I'll find a way to make it better, Malkia. I don't know how, but I will." Irit whispered to Malkia. Some how she would find a way to help her. It didn't matter how long it took. Irit would find a way to help her daughter. Even if she had to go talk to the pride for information. Anything for her babies. Irit continued to hum as she started to make plans to find the lioness she had already confronted and start there.

Chi Sohma