08-06-2018, 02:05 AM
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“You are in no condition to leave alone,” little more than a slash of pale pink between stark white lids are the eyes which settle upon the crimson smeared body, yet her tone is one touched with gentle worry for all the harshness which touches the contours of her features. Lips purse into a thin line, barely withholding more as the mountain lion looks upon her, fragile and tiny, a delicate flower she wishes to draw close, to check over with the frantic worry of a mother terrified for their own child's safety.
This isn't your child, you left him to die. A sharp inhale, held for a few seconds until the lungs began to burn, rushing forth through the nose. She had dealt with such thoughts before and knew well how to handle them but this was different, her heart aching as she looked upon the battered child, for a time allowing her worry to show, a faint frown tracing her lips. “Please, stay for a time,” softer now Mama offered a quick glance towards the others present, noting they both seemed of a similar mind as she, before she continued on. “You need to rest, if you still wish to leave once you're better than you may do so, until than it would be best you stayed.”
Her tone offered no room for argument nor would she prove willing to listen to such if any was forthcoming, instead she moved slightly closer, dipping down so she was at a more suitable height for Pele, knowing it might frighten the child to have one such as she stand over her. “I am Mama Ishayu, it is a pleasure to meet you Pele, might I ask who is your little friend?”
This isn't your child, you left him to die. A sharp inhale, held for a few seconds until the lungs began to burn, rushing forth through the nose. She had dealt with such thoughts before and knew well how to handle them but this was different, her heart aching as she looked upon the battered child, for a time allowing her worry to show, a faint frown tracing her lips. “Please, stay for a time,” softer now Mama offered a quick glance towards the others present, noting they both seemed of a similar mind as she, before she continued on. “You need to rest, if you still wish to leave once you're better than you may do so, until than it would be best you stayed.”
Her tone offered no room for argument nor would she prove willing to listen to such if any was forthcoming, instead she moved slightly closer, dipping down so she was at a more suitable height for Pele, knowing it might frighten the child to have one such as she stand over her. “I am Mama Ishayu, it is a pleasure to meet you Pele, might I ask who is your little friend?”
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the wolves will chase you by the pale moonlight
[div style="font-size:8pt;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:-10px"][color=#000]drunk & driven by the devil's hunger, drive your son like a railroad spike