Her ears fell back, flat against her head as she heard a breath taken that did not belong to herself or her child. The dark woman turned, her face set with an expression that suggested she would brutally murder anyone who came with ill intentions. When she saw Rikyn standing there looking much like a fish gasping for air her expression softened a fraction. Her attention returned to her daughter and she watched expectantly as the girl tried to rise for the first time, screamed in pain, and fell back to the earth. She had scarcely a moment to think before electricity rippled across her body, clinging to her as the sweat on her hide did. Mordecai cried out in a mixture of surprise and pain as the electricity shocked and burned across her body. The unexpectedness of it caused her to tap into her own magic, though she had the presence of mind not to hurl it at her daughter, but instead, at her sire.

As soon as the shocking and burning that ran across her body stopped her own hold on her magic was released. Her breathing had become rapid and the air in front of her face fogged as she breathed. There was something wrong with her child, something that didn't allow her to stand, and this concerned the raven, because she could not allow the child to simply lay there forever.

"Why? Why didn't you tell me, Mordecai?"

The sudden movement of Rikyn coming to her side right after her daughter failed to stand spurred some protective instinct in Mordecai. She spun around, positioning herself in a protective stance standing over her child, shielding her from her sire. Her ears were flat against her head once more, and her eyes flashed dangerously as she regareded the stallion. "Yer tikh vo ogat mae." She spat. "Anha tikh vo allow yer." She would fight him and would kill him if necessary to spare the life of her first and only child. Of course, to Mordecai, the idea of a parent killing their child wasn't as strange as it might have been to Rikyn. It was what her mother had tried to do, so why wouldn't a father do the same?

Her anger abated a bit at the suggestion that the child needed a healer, which obviously Mordecai knew. But she couldn't leave the babe there and go search for one by herself. And there was no way that she was going to leave her with Rikyn when she didn't trust him. For all she knew he could be pretending, trying to isolate the child so he could end the child's life. He was a sarcatic asshole, as he always was and it only made Mordecai want to spit in his face. But what could she say to him when he was right about her having their child in the middle of nowhere? And what did it matter where she gave birth when there weren't any Gods left in any of the herd lands?

"Back up..."





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Translation:
yer tikh vo ogat mae - you will not kill her