Ankyra Sound Once you had a motorcycle, but you couldn't ride it right.

Things were rolling into motion; Raleska was overwhelmed with the anticipation of the journey and, a slight sickening fear that she might not make it. If that was the case...

Stryx's arrival stayed her nerves for a moment. She glanced to the bundle wrapped by a leaf; how would they carry the babies, the herbs, and make progress? Sugar's suggestion seemed logical, but she didn't want to be a blister either (family meme: a blister is someone who shows up after the work is all done). Her stomach knotted as the trip suddenly seemed very difficult. Sugar had already answered Stryx's inquiry so Raleska nodded before supplying: "Rusalka. It's down the coast," She gulped as she realized how far it truly was. "It's.. it's a long journey. It took me five days to get here." She looked to both of them guiltily. Could they spare that kind of time? It was a tremendous favor to ask for, especially with newborns in tow. Not to mention, she was not in the same condition she was in before.