Between caring for individuals after the raid, trying to keep a low profile within Ursus, and recovering their medical supply, Stryx's mind was all over the place.
Unfortunately, Stryx was given the recent instruction to check-in on the children. One within stillrift, the other somewhere high and secluded; but she hadn't gotten around to either. She woke from a long nap to a warmth in her skin and an easily distracted mind.
Then, she began to roam. Seeking whatever herbs she could find to fill mosskeep -- and perhaps in the process, find something to abort the process that had begun to seep feverishly through her skin.
Stryx knew she had missed something important. She was usually mindful of her bodily processes and could prevent the most important, most unwanted of them all - her heat - with the right mixture of herbs.
Her vow was important. She wasn't meant to feel this, to want this, to succumb to it. So she roamed the valley and turned away from the scent of wolves each time it grew heavy, and focused on the obsessive hunt for medicines.
Unfortunately, Stryx was given the recent instruction to check-in on the children. One within stillrift, the other somewhere high and secluded; but she hadn't gotten around to either. She woke from a long nap to a warmth in her skin and an easily distracted mind.
Then, she began to roam. Seeking whatever herbs she could find to fill mosskeep -- and perhaps in the process, find something to abort the process that had begun to seep feverishly through her skin.
Stryx knew she had missed something important. She was usually mindful of her bodily processes and could prevent the most important, most unwanted of them all - her heat - with the right mixture of herbs.
Her vow was important. She wasn't meant to feel this, to want this, to succumb to it. So she roamed the valley and turned away from the scent of wolves each time it grew heavy, and focused on the obsessive hunt for medicines.
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