Dragoncrest Cliffs could you be mine forever just in case it exists?
what do i do after all this survival?
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For anyone welcome in Hougeda! @Dio, @Eske, @Portia, @Dalia, @Sirio. In-post tags for reference but you are also welcome. <3

Last night, Thuringwethil spends her first night in Hougeda since she’d fallen ill. It had been comforting to have Blixen, @Artaax, and @Bobby curled up close. For several days, worried about her children catching it, she’d made sure they stayed away while withered away from everyone else. The muscles in her face had sunken in, craters above her eyes and her waist has thinned much more than is healthy. Her ribs show and the thin layer of skin quivers with each breath. Having her children close to her has helped regulate her body heat, keeping her warm in the depths of Hougeda with the rest of her wolves not too far away.

The only thing missing is the other half of her heart.

Time has been difficult to grasp for the last several days but she has been able to gather how long it has been since Wildfire and Arlo left for her family’s pack. She hesitates to worry, especially in the face of their children. Wildfire is a skilled scout and knows her way around and Arlo is a capable guardian and warrior but she knows she cannot hide their absence forever.

Her mind rolls over those in Drageda that may know where Redhack Caldera as she basks in the few moments she has before she forces her weakened form to stand. The boys are not there when she sits herself upright, glancing around the cavern to see if they are nearby, but she finds them absent. Blixen is still tucked into herself not far from where she sleeps and she reaches over, touching her warm nose against the back of her head. She stirs and smiles and then wags her tail, unfurling her growing form to greet her. There’s a brief exchange of a morning greeting before her daughter bounces away and out of the cavern, greeting the day to her typical daily duties. She has encouraged them to go about their lives, occupying their time with something other than worry.

Thuringwethil takes the moment of solitude, stretching out her front legs. Her toes splay out wide and she yawns, and then stretches the rest before she’s able to put her legs beneath her. Her energy and speed has increased since the day before but she is far from healthy but the ease is noted and appreciated, certain she is on the upswing to restoring her full strength.
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all that wanting, all that aching, all that capacity for love:
it never belonged to you in the first place
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could you be mine forever just in case it exists? - by Antumbra - August 18, 2017, 11:26 PM