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asterisk - Disa - October 04, 2025
Disa had returned to Verapaz to tell @Soto where he could cram his insidious weeds, but found the pack quite changed. The desert was alive with new voices, and the lamp-eyed gargoyle had been toppled from his post.
Disa had dared to hope, allowed her heart to soar when @Kemal announced the move - until the new leader shot it clear out of the sky.
She waited until he was alone to approach, dismay wrinkling her fine-boned face. "Why?" she demanded, glaring up at him. "Those weeds are Soto's purpose, not yours." Her nostrils flared. "I didn’t swear myself in to become a poisoner."
RE: asterisk - Kemal - October 04, 2025
Kemal had been unadmittedly thrilled when Disa returned to the pass, and yet when they had the chance to speak he felt his heart break.
Disa..
He shook his head.
The green is not my purpose, my purpose is now Verapaz.But, she was right to be worried. Kemal himself did not know what would become of the green.
Maybe I am too optimistic, I think it can be used for good.If they found the right herbalist, someone who could tell them more.
He shouldn't feel so attached to those plants. Was he getting desperate already?
Tell me what you think should be done.He searched her face, yet he didn't know what for.
I will listen, Disa.
Kemal had always been a listener, but speaking with Dracarys had shown him what a useful tool it could be. Pack members wanted to be heard, and sometimes there was something worth considering.
RE: asterisk - Disa - October 04, 2025
His reaction took much of the wind out of her storm-blown sails. Disa's black lips twitched over her clenched teeth.
"You are. It can't," the Halcón said after a tense moment. She left the words to hang, brief and begging questions, while the anger drained and washed away the evidence of its brief claim on her face. She shut her eyes, took a single measured breath, and reached for the flat, joyless tone and matching face that she had so carefully constructed.
"Grow anything else, but not green. I will grow it. I know about poisons." Not really, but what little Alaric had passed on could be built upon. A strange glimmer passed across Disa's eyes - a distant star chasing its end. "And give me Soto. He can help."
RE: asterisk - Kemal - October 04, 2025
A frown knit into Kemal's brow at her request.
What do you want with Soto?
But, he did like the idea. If Disa knew of poisons, Kemal saw no reason why he shouldn't allow her to work. That was what he had intended the green for, after all.
We will need to the green dug up and disposed of first,he decided, clicking his tongue. Disa was yet to recieve a new task, and if she was invested in green Kemal saw no reason that shouldn't be it.
Will you manage it? I will send newcomers to help, if they finish early.
RE: asterisk - Disa - October 05, 2025
"What do you want with Soto?"
Secret heat bloomed in Disa's cheeks. She could not answer - it made her feel dirty to wrestle with the question, so she never really had. She wanted him near. For what purpose remained to be seen.
"He is a gardener. And he should work for his supper," she said, unhooking her unblinking stare from Kemal's face and attaching it to an invisible buoy in the middle distance. Soto would garden, and he would act as guinea pig for the poisonous blooms. Disa swallowed hard. The thought of making him watch the pack rip his green from the earth sparked feelings in her that bordered on inappropriate.
"I will get it done. Who are the new ones?" Their scents were already dancing arm in arm with her own, but Disa had been too distracted by the announcement to pay much attention to the Initiates.
RE: asterisk - Kemal - October 06, 2025
tags for ref
Kemal shook his head.
No.
Soto is my captive. He is weak now but,He narrowed his eyes, whatever crossed his mind next going unspoken.
I want to trust you Disa, but I do not trust him.Any sense of trust Kemal once held for the man had left the moment his brother's body went cold.
@Panacea and @Margarida.He responds, moving from the topic of Soto.
They will be good workers. Small paws.Much better for gardening than his own.
RE: asterisk - Disa - October 08, 2025
Disa narrowed her eyes, but did not push. She would figure out how to get her own way eventually, and Soto wasn't going anywhere.
She nodded at his suggestions - names she had not heard before, wolves that would only know the green as a pesky weed to be ripped up and left to wither.
"You need a wife," the small wolf said as she turned away, looking back over her shoulder to do so. She might as well have told him that the eastern border needed to be reinforced. "Men who lead must have a wife." Queens did not need to be legitimized by a partner, but a lonely king was weird.
RE: asterisk - Kemal - October 08, 2025
Kemal was weary at Disa's following words. Not because she had said anything truly worriesome, but rather she had spat back up his own thoughts from days prior.
My wife is dead.His response was blunt as ever, but his stare was harsher than usual.
Nobody here is worthy of replacing her.A subtle jab that said Disa shouldn't be so bold.
He had liked Disa, but he hadn't felt that the feeling was mutual for some time now. A few months ago he wouldn't have been so bothered, but the rancid mix of grief and power had a way of jabbing at the heart in new ways. They were no longer on the same level; Disa had abandoned the pack, Kemal had risen above it. He couldn't stand still while she spat venom at him, intentional or not.
Go pull your weeds, I need to see off Dracarys.
He didn't wait before leaving for the north end of the pass. He would soften up soon enough, Kemal wasn't one to hold grudges over words.
RE: asterisk - Disa - October 08, 2025
She had said something offensive, or insensitive, or both - probably. Disa wasn't entirely sure. She squinted at Kemal's departing back, processing the conversation in her head but finding no data that indicated a failed exchange. A dead wife meant space for a new one. Worthy meant fertile.
If she hoped to remain in the pack, Disa would need a translator. It was a defect that had plagued her since childhood - an inability to connect, a sort of blankness. Except, strangely, when someone stuck a paw through that glassy surface and stirred the black silt into a raging vortex - as Soto had, and a few others before him.
Disa remained standing for a while, pondering how she would make amends with Kemal once she had figured out her error.