Hideaway Strath Novae and Krynn

 

Novae's acid green eyes narrowed at her sister's taunts. As she disappeared within the darkness, the song Krynn sang echoed through her mind. Surely her sister was the curse itself she was talking about. "And when we meet again what I shall leave we'll be, only despair." Forever tormented by her own sister. 

Turning, she sniffed at the mother coyotes wounds. They were bad, but not bad enough she wouldn't recover. "You'll be fine. I won't let anyone harm you. Your wounds will scar though." She glanced over at the den where the pups laid hidden. Her gaze softened as she rested them upon the coyote. "You care for them, and I'll keep watch out here." She said soothingly.

The coyote looked wary and exhausted, but listened intently to the Novae' s words. Limping slightly, she crawled in the den. Squeaks and whimpers of happiness clearly heard from outside. Novae smiled and laid down blocking the entrance. Resting her head on her paws, she kept her ears and eyes alert for anymore trouble from Krynn or other potential threats...

~A few hours Later~

As the hours went by, Novae Contemplated on what to do. She knew she couldn't stay and protect the mother and its pups forever, as much as she wanted too. Their was only so much she could do on her own. Eventually she would need to hunt and other things for her own survival. "Ugh. Why did I have to let my competitive side suck me into this mess?"

Stopping, a thought came to mind. "If Krynn can't kill me due to Sahira laws..." Of course! She wished she realized it sooner. Even her sister had rules to abide too. Knowing Krynn was most likely hanging around waiting for a chance to attack, she sighed giving a defeated look as to hide her plan. "KRYNN!" she yelled.

Besides just a plan, Novae actually would do what she was said she was gonna do to save innocents. Was she stupid? Crazy? Novae wasn't very sure who she was at times. If the Ancients wished this fate upon her, then so be it. Despite the Sahiras seeing themselves atop anyone else in status due to their beliefs and culture, Novae liked to think herself as a equal. Not one to raise above the others, but to stand beside them.