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our wretched hearts are tangled but our trembling hands won't intertwine - Wynonna - June 05, 2016
Succesfully rolled a two. She's searching for @Osprey, @Deirdre, or @Emaleth. Anyone else is also welcome.
She returns from her scavenger hunt with an actual prize, finding a water source that gave her a chance to actually fish where she might be fruitful. Wynonna returns with a decent sized indeterminate type of fish between her jaws. It is the first decent thing she's caught since joining the ranks and, with her promise in mind, she crosses back into the territory in search of those she's meant to give up her kill to. The taste is prominent in her mouth and saliva pools around her grasp, wishing to clamp down and devour it for herself but she withstands the urge for the moment.
Desperately she hopes to find the ones Lasher informed her about. Children, and a heavily pregnant woman (unaware she's already given birth) but she only manages to go in circles.
Wynonna comes to a spot that seems familiar, where she thinks she slept a few times, and drops the fish. She could deposit it into a cache but, hesitant to do so, she seats herself in front of it and contemplates. If she eats it, no one else would know and she could promise herself time and time again the next one would go to those it's meant for. She heaves a heavy sigh and droops down to pick it up and begins walking again, once more resisting her stomach's cry for food.
RE: our wretched hearts are tangled but our trembling hands won't intertwine - Deirdre - June 06, 2016
deirdre had been searching donnelaith, mingling with the growing plants and singing to them. she continued to work her magick so that they would further grow, and her heart was full to know the earth was at last returning to them. her hunger was difficult to ignore, but she was certainly the least hungry of any wolf in this famine. she, emaleth, and osprey were looked after. deirdre wished that others would be more selfish to ensure their own survival, but understood her father asking of his wolves what he did as he had explained it to her: she and emaleth were the future, for they were children. osprey had children too, now, though how she was not sure--nor was she really sure what that meant.
deirdre hums a melody through the forest, and in her own tiredness she nearly missed the presence of the other. she paused for a moment, her green eyes landing upon the wolf who blended well with her surroundings, and then they fell upon the fish. deirdre behaved as though she did not see it, and the lovely youth looked away for a moment, the only encouragement she could give to the other to eat it herself.