Herbalists' Cache blue

Komodo did not yet know the kind of longlasting loyalty that came with taming a creature as wild and fierce as 'Io of Undersea.  His concerns matched with her own though neither of them knew it.  She resented Komodo because she cared for him, and what had happened the last time she had opened up to a man in this way?  He bedded another woman!  He punished her with his fangs!  And now he had given the one thing she loved — her children — to the very woman who had sought to see Reigi banished from the valley.

She did not know Komodo as well as she would like.  But she did know Alexander, and she did know men.  He had the same look on his face that Xan had always carried when he tried to convince her to stay with him despite the obvious lack of care for her wellbeing, or for their children.  She hated that this good, sweet man could reflect anything of her former husband.

Ah.. she began quietly, unsure of how to begin.  It was not a physical pain that ailed her, it was nothing the Angakkuq could fix.  It was an emotional scar that had been brutally reopened and bled dry.  Even if she could speak to her fullest potential, there were no words to describe the magnitude of devastation she had faced.  She had lost her home, she had lost her babies.  She had watched someone she once loved turn into a creature filled to the brim with animosity.

Komodo had done nothing to deserve her caution; for now, she would bare herself to him.  But if she looked back and it seemed as if she were reliving her days in Bearclaw, she could build her walls back up quicker than most.  She drew her paw up to her chest, and it wavered there, unsure.  My babies, h-home..  She placed her paw back on the ground, ashamed of her words.  She wanted to scream why?, but she knew the Angakkuq had no answers for her.  He hurt, give my baby to Redleaf.  Baby call her mama. Love him once, no more.

She paces towards the earthstalker and whines, tail swaying as she lowers herself to a crouch.  She smooths her angular face against the healer's plush fur.  Was 'fraid, Modo.  Tired?  Of.. being hurt.