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07-16-2015, 12:28 PM
Ktulu Movement off to the side drew Ktulu's attention away from her niece for a brief second and she watched as a skunk approached her and Eytan. A skunk? She was wary of it, wondering if it was coming toward her to spray her and Eytan. Disgusting. But it stopped and it looked at Eytan with something hopeful and curious in its eyes and the grizzly was more than willing to make friends with the creature. He ducked his lead down and pressed his nose into the skunk's back and snuffled its fur. "I'm..." Ktulu's crimson gaze left the skunk and her own companion and settled once more on Roskuld. Her ears tilted forward as she waited for Ros to continue, to explain what she was doing, to say something. When it came it made Ktulu's body grow tense, made her face pull tighter, her eyes grow distant because she knew what Roskuld was apologizing for. The image of Hototo's face flashed in her mind and she squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head as Ros apologized yet again. "Stop." She said before another apology could be uttered. As Ktulu opened her eyes she immediately took note of the droop of Roskuld's body, how she looked so defeated, so sad ... so thin. As she watched her it dawned on Ktulu that the very last time she'd seen her niece was the day that Hototo had been murdered. She hadn't spoken to her. Hadn't looked at her. She'd ignored her, all so she could throw every ounce of her hate at the gods. She began to wonder if Ros thought that that hatred was felt for her as well when it wasn't. Ktulu could no more hate Roskuld than she could hate her own daughter. It made her feel worse for ignoring her for so long when, looking at her, it was so obvious that she was in pain as well. The dark mare stepped forward, leaving Eytan to entertain the skunk. She said nothing as she draped her neck over Roskuld's and pulled her niece against her chest. "...you know I don't hate you, right?" "."  |
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