[PRP] Hi, Mom (Kayitz x Irit)

[RuIerr]

Kayitz was… pregnant. Not obtrusively so, but in a rather noticeable way. Although her stomach had not yet dropped, she had become much larger within the passing weeks. It was now something she had to actually deal with. There were cubs growing inside her tummy, and they would be real soon. Very real cubs from a very real god she’d very really encountered recently.

Never being one for regret, Kayitz felt rather optimistic about the situation. These cubs could end up a great blessing! They could be the lights of her life. Although, yes, it would be difficult to raise them, particularly on her own in the still unfamiliar Rogue lands, but hadn’t her family always told her that she needed to grow up? Like, really grow up? And couldn’t this be the push she’d been looking for?

Padding along, Kayitz felt nothing but blind pride as she was wrapped up in her own thoughts. She’d been lonely, recently, very lonely (which explained the god… whoops!), and these cubs were more or less the solution she’d been looking for. After all, she could use some family in her life.

Dame Nightfury

 

[Dame NightFury]

Ruler of Everything

Irit wandered. That was what she did. She followed the ghost of regrets of her life from place to place. Even Irit was surprised she was still .... well alive was a misconception. Still breathing is more accurate. After the evil god inflicting her and the other rogues against the En Gedi tribe, Irit had tried to live with them. She had grown to like many of the pride members. They tried to make her belong there. But that was the thing. She didn't. She didn't belong ANYWHERE ... Especially after her girls had grown big enough to not need her. It was ...

It was her opportunity to follow Hussan. Wherever he wanted. However he wanted. Apparently he had just wanted her to himself because he had stopped leading her to dangerous areas after she had walked away from everything. From everyone. She had tried to keep in touch with the girls. Sometimes it had worked. Sometimes. But the girls didn't need her anymore. So what was the point? What was she suppose to do? How was she suppose to live? Everything that mattered suddenly wasn't feeling the same way about her. And so she wandered. And wandered.

Irit didn't really eat all that often anymore either. Only when Hussan pointed out an easy meal that would be stupid to pass up. That was maybe once a week or so. Irit just felt herself stop caring about everything and especially about herself. It would take a miracle and lots of hardwork to make Irit care again.  

[RuIerr]

A large yawn escaped Kayitz’s lips. Carrying cubs was a lot more difficult and exhausting than she’d ever given mothers credit for – particularly her own, with how many she’d dealt with. Kayitz glanced back at her own stomach, eyeing it up. There couldn’t be more than three cubs in there, tops. At least, she hoped there wasn’t – she wasn’t quite positive she could handle one, let alone five running around, tripping her up.

Gazing out onto the rather close horizon, Kayitz swore she noted a familiar clay-colored tuft of fur. She cocked her head, confused. Sure, she was always the most imaginative lion she’d known, but never had she gone so far as to start hallucinating . Hesitantly, she strode forward, continuing to eye the likely fictitious lion up. However, as she padded closer to the receding figure, Kayitz knew it wasn’t just her imagination. “Mom? She called out cautiously, trying not to get her hopes up. Her mother had never been the dejected, depressed type. The way this lioness carried herself was much like that – as it they had given up all hope life had to offer. That really couldn’t be her mother.

Dame Nightfury

 

[Dame NightFury]

Ruler of Everything

Irit collasped in a fit of exhaustion and general done-ness. Not only was Husan's ghost haunting her, taunting her with their separation and not sameness (aka she was a living breating lioness and he was a dead and gone lion ghost), but now the voice of her daughter was echoing in her head. It was Kayitz's voice, the one that had always managed, somehow, to get Irit to grin or chuckle even in the worst depression or stressed situation. It was almost like she wasn't allowed peace. Unless she took it for herself. Took her own peace.

So far Irit had been going about life very passively. If she died while following Husan's ghost - then she died, but if she didn't then she didn't. But the thought of taking her own peace instead of waiting around for it to come to her eased the frustration, lonilness and even the depression that had gripped her heart and mind since Husan's death. Maybe Irit should visit with her daughters before starting to plan out her own peace. Maybe that was why she heard Kayitz's voice echoing in her head and even in the area around her. Making peace with her daughters, telling them how much she loved them and how she wanted their happiness and success at whatever they set their minds to before she could take her peace. Because a mother couldn't have peace without one last fairwell to her children. Even if her children didn't know it would be the last one.

With the game plan set, Irit closed her eyes on the world and on Husan as well and started to think up of ways to take her peace in this world.  

[RuIerr]

Pink eyes watched as the other lioness flopped down, seemingly defeated. Kayitz cocked her head, thinking to herself that she should just move on and leave the other alone - as it clearly couldn't be her mother - but some good part of her nagged away, insisting that she should check on the other. Her paws carried her quicker now, towards the prone body still a bit away from her. "Excuse me, are you alright?" Kayitz raised her voice, hoping it carried in the small bit of wind that seemed to have picked up.

Although the body language was all wrong, as Kayitz approached the other lioness it became clear that there was no one it could be other than her mother. A brilliant smile flashed its way across her face as she started running, coming to an abrupt stop beside her mother who, quite honestly, appeared to be dead, save for her breathing. "Mom! What on earth are you doing?" She dipped her muzzle down and nudged her mother's neck, the sparkle in her eyes failing to fade even as she started to realize that although this may be her mother's body, it was not her mother's soul.

Dame Nightfury