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 Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 4:08 pm
Veru struggled with sleep. Instead of a place in the pride, the morning's duel had earned him little more than bruises and a bed in the wards. He didn't know what made him so ill, but he had some ideas. And those notions kept him awake in the late hours. He needed to beat this, and fast. He could joke all he wanted about being useless, but even Veru had a sense of pride. This was lasting far too long for his liking.
It was a cold night, something which he'd found very unusual during his first weeks in the desert. The wards got dark at night, darker then some of the other places thanks to the tall rock ridges that surrounded it. He typically slept towards the front entrance, where he could keep a healthy eye on people coming and going. The others lay in small nooks in the darkness behind them. Some just visiting, others more longterm.
Veru crossed his paws, turning his head from the nightlight and towards the back of the den. Somewhere back in the dark and the other patients, was Ea. He hadn't seen or heard from Ea since he'd dragged himself back into the cavern. She'd spat a frenzied string of curses at him and slapped him down with some sort of new concoction. He'd spent the rest of the afternoon napping. Usually, whenever Ea was trying out some sort of new root or brew, she kept rather meticulous watch over him. Ready to counteract poisons, she claimed. Veru sometimes wondered if she was just a bit of a sadist.
Sadist or not, she'd been gone most of the afternoon. And not with Vlam- he'd seen the big white male stalk around in the dark before it had gotten so late. All the waterseekers were being worked to the bone; it didn't surprise him to not see the big fellow. But Ea was a curiosity. Luckily, Veru liked curiosities. In fact, he couldn't stand simply not knowing things that were easily answered.
Ignoring any sense of a need for privacy, he stood up and started towards the back of the cavern. He knew she made her den towards the far side, in one of the nicer alcoves. Close enough to be easily at hand when patients came in during the night, but far enough away to keep her thoughts. [If she had them!] Veru squinted his eyes, and peered into the shadowy passageway. He couldn't see anyone, just darkness and the faint light flooding in from cracks in the sandstone.
Finally, he noticed her. A lump in the far back of the den. She was curled in a tight ball, with her back facing the entrance way. It was a position so unlike Ea that Veru had to stop and wonder if it was her at all. Had she moved patients into her spot? That didn't sound like her either. And the scent was familiar. "Hey doc, you alright?"
The response he got was a low growl. Almost immediately, Veru looked relieved. "I uh. Noticed you haven't been around today. Good thing you got that little assistant of yours running around, or else there would have been-"
"Get out, Veru," the low growl hissed.
As if he hadn't heard that one before! So naturally, he did the opposite and stepped over the threshold. "You look a tad morose."
"You'll look a tad dead if you come any closer," Ea threatened. As if to prove her point, she slapped the ground with her tail. Her shoulders trembled in the motion. As if she was pulling herself tighter around herself.
It was such a strange motion that Veru stopped to consider it. He leaned his head forward, stretching his toes to peer over her. All he saw in the dark was more black fur. Her head was pulled tightly against her chest, guarded by the arch of a large paw. Curious. "While I certainly find death threats endearing," this was true, actually- but besides the point. "It does seem like you may be hiding something. And I am reminded of an old saying that goes something like-"
A rock hit him in the face. He wasn't even sure how she'd managed to propel it over at him. It hit the bridge of his nose with a thwack, sending a brief flash of pain crackling like electricity over his shoulders. The white lion scowled. "Alright, alright doc. Whatever. Was just checking in on you. We miss you when you stop tormenting us so!"
Ea was quiet for a long moment. In the dark, her head rose. "Go get Fia."
"It's pretty late," Veru admitted. Another rock. He took his cue, and left.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 2:46 pm
Fia couldn't sleep.
Sleep brought with it bad dreams that drove her back to reality. Normally, waking from such things was a great relief. Sadly, reality was proving just as bad as dreams at current time.
She'd been brooding on the future of the pride non-stop since her fiery outburst and her head turned over and over the possibilities. None of the solutions suited her. Well...except for the rains to come. But that was clearly not about to happen - unless they were struck by some miraculous event that cured the desert of its drought and saw the Firekin victorious once again.
But Fia didn't believe in miracles.
And, with the issues weighing down on her, there was not even the comfort of work to turn to. After all, she hardly wanted to record the last events that had occurred in the lands and the harsh words Armada had spoken about the 'lesser ranks' of the pride. For, as much as it pained her to admit it, there was some truth in those words (though she'd never say that out loud).
She wondered how long she should leave it before she cornered Vesta and demanded to know how the meeting with the Regents had gone. Subtle questioning had gotten her nowhere and though the female was a timid sort, she seemed very apt at keeping secrets - not a good trait when she had information Fia wanted!
Unfortunately before she'd had a chance to seek her out, she'd been dragged into babysitting duties instead. Pah! And who said she wasn't important? She was a jack-of-all-trades! A soldier, historian and a cub-sitter. You name it and Fia had it covered! But now, with darkness veiling the lands and a dozing cub (well, juvenile really) at her side, Fia knew that - even if she was given water - she'd not drink it if others went without. Cubs such as Nur'yu were their future and it was not their fault they had been born during a time of hardship. No. It was the adults responsibility to foresee and overcome and if they failed in that task, the children should not be the ones to bear the brunt. Hey, perhaps she did like cubs after all.
"Come on, you." She gave Nur'yu a shove and he rolled over in the sand before gaining his paws, sneezing loudly. "Go on. Get." She indicated towards the dens with a jerk of her muzzle and gave him a hard shove with a paw.
"You will cheer up now, though?"
"When am I ever cheery, Nur'yu? Come on. Get back with you. I've had enough and I'm tired."
"Cos of the fighting?"
"No. Because of annoying little cubs." She got onto her paws and grabbed him by the scruff in an attempt to drag him back to her sister's den. Why was it she got lumbered with the brats, anyway? Unfortunately, Nur'yu was a little too big to be carried by the neck any more and, with her jaws struggling to hold onto him, his hind legs dragged and tangled with her forepaws. With a growl of frustration, she dropped him unceremoniously and spat the sand from her mouth.
"I'm not a baby any more, Auntie Fee-Fee."
"Say that again when your mane's grown in."
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 3:09 pm
Speaking of a male with his mane all grown in, Veru had found his way to the historian's den. Despite it being dark, and being grievously injured. Well, maybe not so grievously. But he had a lump where the rock fell, and it hurt! The white lion gave Fia about as much of an assumption of privacy as he did Ea. Which was to say, he sauntered onto her turf with little more then a chirp for a greeting.
"Yeah- he's not a baby!" Veru said, his voice oddly loud given the time of night it was. "Let the little man put himself to bed."
As if to make his intrusion less of an annoyance, he gave his best smile. Whether or not that worked probably could have fueled its own study. The rogue wasted little time making himself at home, stretching out on the chilly earth. In truth, he was somewhat exhausted from the brief trek. "That was more of a walk then I was expecting," he commented.
Remembering why he'd come at all, the white lion crossed his paws and leaned a bit on his shoulders. "Inopportune time, I know. Ea wants to see you, she seems a bit more morose then usual."
His toes fidgeted. "I'd of sent Vlam, but uh. Not the best fellow for relaying messages now, is he?" Veru seemed to find that more amusing then he probably should have.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 6:29 am
Fia didn’t need to look to know who had intruded on her personal space. She’d know that voice anywhere. That didn’t mean she was pleased to see Veru, however. His irritating sense of humour was quite simply the last thing she needed at that moment.
Nur’yu, however, turned to the male with interest. “Oh, look! It’s the dead lion.”
Fia winced. The last thing she wanted to think of was dead lions. Given the circumstances…
The youth continued in his pleasant tone. “You’re looking better! Auntie Ea must be doing a good job to take care of you.”
The female snorted rudely. “Oh, wonderful.” She folded her ears back and curled a lip. “At least that’s one bit of good news for the day.” Her sarcasm was biting and Nur’yu shrank away from her, turning so that he sat next to Veru (clearly in no rush to go to bed). Blinking rapidly, he leaned in to whisper – not very subtly – to the other male. “She’s in a bad mood today.”
Fia bristled, her patience done. “Bed. Now.” She jabbed a paw in the direction of Azar’s den and gave a low hiss.
There was no arguing with that. Nur’yu gave a small squeak of surprise, leaping to his paws. “Okay, okay. I’m going.” And was up on his paws and springing away towards his own den. Fia watched him disappear into the shadows with a glowering look before turning her eyes back to the white-pelted male.
“I swear, it’s almost like I’ve got cubs myself, the amount of times the kids come to bother me.” Her tail slapped against the ground and, with Nur’yu gone, she seemed finally able to register the male’s words. Ea had sent him to fetch her? Had something happened? “Morose?” She growled. “Have you been bothering her again? I swear, that sister of mine is an absolute saint for putting up with you and that glum-faced mute.” She was muttering now, mainly to herself. “Why she seems to attract white-pelted, empty-headed males, I’ll never know.” She gave him a meaningful look and gathered her paws up beneath her, giving a bitter laugh. “Must be a family curse. I get pestered by cubs. She gets pestered by idiots.”
However, as much as she liked to complain about the people she didn’t like, it wasn’t often that she’d turn them away, either. She just…wasn’t very good at dealing with people. She had spent a lot of her life rather isolated (except for her teacher, Karana and her twin) and lacked certain social skills, which often put her at a disadvantage.
“Did she say what this was about?” She ventured, slowly moving back out across the sands, pausing to see if he would follow. Perhaps she was sick…especially if she’d sent out Veru to fetch her instead of coming herself. Or maybe she couldn’t leave those who were already injured?
She hoped it wasn’t anything serious.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 6:55 am
Veru smiled. "She certainly is. Abuses me constantly with remedies. I may be the first lion to die of over-care!" He seemed more amused than horrified, and tossed Nur'yu a wink as he was hustled off to bed by his aunt. A bad mood, was she? He hadn't yet seen Fia in a good mood! He'd have to take note of it whenever it came around.
Once he was off to bed, Veru turned back to Fia. "Oh, she's very charmed by me," he said casually. Fia might have lacked social graces, but Veru excelled in rolling with the punches. He was either unaware of how often he irritated people, or too pleased with himself to care. Either way, he'd learned that things usually worked themselves out in the end. "Threw a rock at my head earlier. I've got a big bump right in the temple."
As if suddenly remembering it, he rubbed his head. Joking aside, however, he remembered the state Ea had been in when he'd left. "She...didn't seem herself. If I can go so far to say that. I don't know what its about, she didn't talk to me. She just asked me to go get you." He paused, thinking. "She didn't seem sick. Morose. More then usual. Not dramatic, just depressed."
From where he was resting, Veru didn't seem ready to get back on his feet. When he noticed Fia looking, he dropped his head down on his paws. "You can go on without me. I may look fabulous, but that was a long walk. She's in the back den in the wards. She probably won't throw anything at you, but..."
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 7:59 am
She scoffed. And here she thought his weird mannerisms had been brought on by his fever. Either he was normally a talkative fool or he was still sick. Fia found that either possibility was believable.
“Fine. Stay there. Maybe you can prove yourself useful and keep watch in case that pesky cub comes poking his nose around here again.” Apparently – as Nur’yu had told her the other day – it was a Watcher’s job to snoop into other people’s business. He was clearly taking his duty very seriously, despite the fact that he’d only just begun his apprenticeship.
Even now, she swore she could hear the sounds of creeping paws disturbing the sand.
With a soft breath, she turned away from the resting shape of Veru and padded quietly across the territory, enjoying the cold air as it rushed through her fur. Perhaps they ought to all become nocturnal. It was a lot easier to move around without the sun in the sky. Well…easier in the sense that one could move around without overheating. There were, of course, other problems; such as tripping and getting lost in the shadows. Fortunately, she’d walked this path enough times during the day to know the lay of the land and it took her little time to navigate across to the dens that Ea inhabited – along with the injured members of the pride.
She chuffed softly in greeting as she reached the entrance, pausing just a moment before dipping her head and moving down into the wards. Veru had said the back den, right?
Feeling the cold, compact ground beneath her paws, she followed the curve around, giving another small chuff as she came within earshot – though likely the sound of her heavy footfall would have given her away.
“Ea? Is everything well?”
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 8:21 am
Veru watched as she left. "Take care," he intoned while settling himself down. The prospect of kids coming to harass him didn't seem to be much of a threat. In fact, at that moment he was rather enjoying the prospect of spending the night in a proper den, instead of one that smelled like death.
Might as well make himself at home!
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"No, its not." Ea's voice rang hollow from the back of the wards. She hadn't moved much from where Veru had left her. Still curled against the far wall, like an imaginary buffer against intruders. Very unlike Ea, who was typically all offense. She confronted problems headlong. She didn't take the time to set up things like barriers, even emotional ones. Her tone was tense, even if her shoulders seemed to relax in Fia's presence. Her sister had always managed to escape the brunt of Ea's volatile temperament. It always felt as though they were on the same side of things.
The lioness pulled her head up from her paws. But, not even for her sister did she get up. Her odd-eyes seemed tired. "I've got a problem," she said, her voice almost breaking. "And I don't know what to do about it."
And then a bit of the usual Ea returned. She growled and dug her nails into the stone. Hard enough to leave marks. "It's stupid, all of it. Now I have to worry about this. And that b***h Armada is just going to use it against me." Her hackles raised at even the mention of the soldier. "She'll throw it in my face!"
"She'll say I'm only doing it to protect them," Ea continued bitterly. "Or that I'm jealous of her. Whichever she thinks will be the lowest blow."
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 2:38 am
Veru had been right…for once. There was definitely something wrong with her sister.
Fia’s senses tingled with apprehension to see the defensive posture of a female who was usually anything but. And to see such a change in one who Fia loved more than any other was…a horrible thing indeed. Her throat and chest seemed to close up with panic, her eyes darting back and forth; as if trying to read what Ea was thinking.
It was a futile attempt.
“A problem?” She echoed softly. “You know I’ll always—“
She blinked, silencing herself to let Ea continue, but just the mention of Armada’s name had her hackles up and the fire in her veins igniting. “If she even dares.” Fia snarled. “I’ll make her live to regret it. No doubt about that.”
Oh, hang on a moment… “Wait. Ea. What exactly could she possibly use against you?”
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 6:39 am
Ea made a noise that sounded like words being strangled out of her. She was furious. But also very, very tired. Her eyes turned back to Fia, and for a moment she tried to shove Armada out of her mind. But it was difficult. She continued to linger in the back of her mind. Made all the more worse by what she was about to show Fia. "...them," she said again. And then she sat up.
Resting just underneath where Ea had been sitting, were three tiny lumps. At first, they could have probably appeared to have been anything. Scraps of fur, or pieces of debris. Then one stirred and let out a high pitched yelp, surprised over suddenly being deprived her mother's warmth. Ea looked down at the little creatures with a strange mixture of concern and horror. She pushed the one that had been yelping up against her brother and sister. It seemed to quiet it back down, at least for the moment.
The wild cat hung her head. She didn't seem ashamed of the lot, but there certainly wasn't much joy to be had. "Now what do I do," she said quietly. "I have to worry about them now, too? What if mom and dad agree with people like Armada? How am I going to..."
The idea seemed completely foreign to her. She bristled. It was bad enough, but now she had no doubt Armada would simply accuse her of looking after her cubs' best interests. Not the pride's. "I'll look like a lunatic mother," she muttered. "I haven't even named them. I can't think straight."
She also hadn't told the father either. But that was probably last on Ea's mind.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 9:02 am
Fia…had not been expecting that. At all.
In fact, her open-mouthed, wide-eyed expression said more than words ever could. It wasn’t often that the female was speechless but, honestly, she had no idea what to say at this revelation. Ea was…a mother? To three cubs? And they were so small. Were they supposed to be that small? She’d tended to keep herself away when any member of her family had had children, not wanting to be pestered by them before they were out and about. But…the tiny curled things with their round ears and noses and stubby little paws. It was hard to believe any such mousey-looking things could one day grow to become huge, fearsome Firekin.
If they were given the chance, that was.
“What? I mean, how—no, don’t answer that, I know how. I just…” Ugh, she slapped a paw across her own face to silence herself and then, peered nervously across at the three little bundles again. Yep. They were real, alright. “Listen, don’t worry. We’ll figure something out.”
She pulled herself back together again, shaking her head to dispel the shock. “We’re smarter than Armada. We just need to come up with a plan to convince our parents that our way is the right way.” She stood, pacing back and forth in the confined space of the tunnel. “We need to get people to see things from our point of view. After all, there are far more civilians than there are soldiers and guards and we’ve all been taught the basics of fighting. If we get enough followers, could our parents really ignore them?” She curled a lip distastefully. “Or, there’s always the easier option of silencing Armada’s damned mouth once and for all.” She sat heavily, letting the threat hang there for a moment. Even Fia wasn’t sure whether she was serious or not.
Her eyes travelled back to the cubs and her heart sank. It was true that she wasn’t a particularly maternal cat, but her affection towards cubs could not be denied. Having a youngster visit or pester her at times wasn’t as bad as she had once thought it, though she was always happy to hand them back to their parents when her patience had run dry. Even still, she would not sit by and drink if she thought that cubs were to go without. Not even she – not interested at all in motherhood – could sit back and let that happen. And these cubs…these three weren’t just any little Firekin children. They were Ea’s.
Ea’s cubs…
She gave a soft chirp. “Don’t worry, Ea. I won’t let you face this alone. You just focus on taking care of the little fur-balls and I’ll see what trouble I can stir up.” Her tail flicked across the cold floor. “If those soldiers think they expect us to just role over and submit, then they are in for a shock.”
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 7:46 am
Ea lowered her eyes. She certainly hoped they were smarter than her. Ea had never doubted herself before, not over anything. She'd never gave a damn what anyone thought about her, not as a medic, and certainly not as a lazy apprentice. But there was truth to Armada's words, and it bothered her immensley. Her parents would hear that truth, even if they ruled otherwise. It would always be there. Ea's plans might have been more noble sounding, but in the end, there was no exit strategy. Her plan relied solely on some sort of miracle. Which was difficult, since Ea didn't believe in them.
She stretched out her paw and poked one of the squirming cubs. Like she wasn't quite sure what to make of them. Like she was afraid to love them. "If it came to that, I wouldn't be afraid." She said bitterly. If only killing Armada would be the end of it! "But I doubt her words would die with her. And she... she thinks she's doing the right thing. That's what bothers me. And she is! I don't have a better alternative, I just know if we do this... we won't be able to go back from it. Once you pick who lives and who dies, you can't take that back."
They would never be able to take that back.
"And those damn Hongshan lions have brought nothing but trouble. They're making everyone jump. Like they brought the drought itself with them," She muttered. In a flush of exhaustion, she sat down besides the squirming kids. "How is starving half the pride any better than war? They're so frightened of us being attacked. If they're so frightened, what makes them think half the pride would be able to defend themselves?"
Still, it felt good to hear Fia. It made her feel like things might seem a little better, whenever morning came. She sighed, and shook her head stoically. "And look at me. When did I start giving a damn? Why are we the ones of reason? That sounds crazy to me. And now I'm a mom. Stupid Vlam." Her ears flattened curiously. And then, she smiled. "I guess I have to inform him at some point. I'm just... I don't want to think I have brought these cubs into a world that they're not going to see for long."
She growled lowly. "That isn't fair, not to them. They're tiny and I'm sure they'll drive me crazy but they're good cubs..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 4:04 pm
Fia nodded darkly. Ea was right. Deep down, she knew it. If the water was spread so thinly so that everyone got a fair share, the likelihood would be that they would all perish. Even still, it seemed somehow fairer for everyone to suffer together than the select few standing by watching everyone else fade around them.
She pawed at a clod of firm sand and sighed deeply. What were they going to do?
"It definitely seems that way. Groups of rogues always seem to bring trouble with them, or that's what it seems like, anyway. I wouldn't be surprised if they were just creating some story to get in with the pride and get everyone on side quickly. Either way, some mystical warrior lions don't seem as scary as the lack of water. I'd much rather take my chances in a battle against them than be digging hopelessly around for water."
Her spine stiffened at even the slightest thought of Ea's cubs not making it. "Don't worry, Ea. Even if some of us have to go without, we'll make sure the cubs don't. I'm certain that our parents wouldn't take it that far. After all, telling a grown lion they can't have water is one thing. A tiny cub...that's another thing entirely."
She wrinkled her nose in thought. "Who knows about the cubs, Ea? Perhaps we can try and keep it a secret for as long as possible. I mean...by the looks of them, they won't be walking about for a bit, right?" Her ears pinned back. The only issue would be with all the comings and goings around the ward dens. Maybe it would be better to come clean after all.
"How do you think Vlam will react to them?" Fia was not too sure on how her sister's relationship was with the white lion. It had certainly been a complicated thing. Even still, if Vlam cared about them then maybe he could pull some strings and see to it that Ea could get some extra water...
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 12:34 pm
Ea shook her head. "I'm not afraid of Armada. I'm not hiding them. It's just... it'll make things difficult. It was easier to be heard when we were impartial. Now I'm just another lunatic mother." Her shoulders pulsed. "But I'm not... I'm not unhappy about them, I mean. I just... things are so complicated now. But for the moment, no. No one else knows about them. Wasn't even sure I was going to have any until a few days ago."
It shouldn't have been surprising, given the size of the litter. And yet, it still had shocked her. Ea pushed the cubs back together as the squirmed. "You're the first," she added a bit proudly. As if there had been never any doubt in her mind that Fia would have been the first to see them- even over their father. "I'll tell Vlam tomorrow. Or...whenever. He'll be happy, he likes kids. Got a whole army now."
Her tail twitched. Another bunch with Armada. That thought still infuriated her. She did care about Vlam, in her strange selfish way. No, he'd probably be more than happy. "If he's not as filled with dread as I am."
She picked up one of the cubs, a red one. "I make cute kids though, if I do say so. Which one should I name Fia II?" The wild cat smirked. It was hard to tell if she was joking or not.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 5:12 pm
Fia nodded, understanding. Having cubs did change things but...change them or not, she knew she would feel the same way, regardless. She knew Ea did, too. Whatever others thought of them, she wasn't going to back down and admit defeat. Not whilst she still drew breath. Whether anyone listened to them or not...
"With everything that was going on...you've not had the time to worry or concentrate on your own health." She frowned a little at that. She'd have to make sure she stopped by often to see that Ea wasn't working herself too hard. Especially now that she had cubs to care for. Work-addiction seemed to run in the family. And, whilst it was an admirable trait, it could also be a downfall, particularly when one's own health came into it.
Fia felt a touch of warmth and pride to know that she was the first to be told - of anyone. A purr rumbled deep in her chest. She was...speechless -- well, for a moment, at least.
"The look on his face...it'll be priceless." She thought, amused. Perhaps he'd be so surprised that he'd find his voice again. Wouldn't that be a turn out! "You two will be fine. The kids will be fine. Things will work out..."
She paused, adding: "They always do," quietly under her breath.
And then, as suddenly as the tense mood came, it was lost again by Ea's jesting. "As far as kids go, yours are definitely the cutest." And Fia was surprised by the fact that she truly meant it. Maybe for the first time in her life, she looked at a cub and felt a strange maternal instinct rise in her. Then again, these weren't just any cubs. They were Ea's. And that made all the difference in the world.
She laughed again, teasing: "You know that's just asking for trouble."
/fin.
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