Dancing...
Panting, she lay across the altar, blood-sweat and thicker things drying on her body in the soft breeze and the heat from the bonfire. Staring a tthe full moon, she saw it spin and waver in her vision, reminding her to heal the bleeding wounds all over her body. Healing made her a bit weaker as she lay there, staring at the moon and letting her thoughts drift.
The weekend... so much posturing... dancing... dancing... dancing... dangerous dance for you Akela... strength, bravery, reckless wisdom all fall to the wayside as offerrings to the Beast and I watch as the Serpent encourages the fall and leads you deeper dancing... dancing... dancing...
Slowly, she rolls off of the altar to stand on her feet, still lost in the moon and her music... swaying slowly, as if in a breeze, her feet begin to move her, once again, around the bonfire, to the music of the moon...
Anya, my friend... loss of a childe, of family... always hard... and having done the one, you may need to prepare for the other... the Serpent leads him down an unwise path and to his distruction with her inflated pride and false sense of elevated self-worth... the enemies she has helped him make circle more closely with every night... and the Father may not be able to help them... the Fathers... fathers...
Arms raised, she dances... her movements smooth, graceful, sensuous, seductive... those who know her from the Halls of the Elysiums would not believe this to be the same person... the cold, heartless bitch of Court could not be the same as this passionate, evocative dancer offering homage to the Mother and the Moon.
Fathers... Silas... Felipe... hate it when he's right about something I do not wish to see... made me see... the truth of it... Mother... the idiots will come now... he drags me kicking and screaming from my shadows into the light... must succeed in this... must not fail... not an option... Silas... my wisdom, my strength... when did that happen... no one will ever know... cannot appear weak... cannot show anyone weakness.... weakness... weak, new Prince of Orlando... Templeton... which is true... did you allow it back into the domain... did it attack and almost destroy you in Auburn... both... which is true... time will tell
Collapsing to the ground, she stared at the setting moon, knowing that dawn was near and that Sean would be coming for her soon.
Phenix City, Alabama... Citizen Prince... of what, cows... cotton... peanuts... without Columbus as the doorway to the military base, Phenix City is nothing... except a no where place for a spineless coward to hide... something he's good at, it seems... Carthians of Tampa have always been that way... act out then runa dn hide from the consequences... Stone, Nester, now GG... must be something in the water...
Gently, Sean stroked her blood crusted hair away from her face, picked her up and cradleing her to him, carried her inside. Fluffy followed as Sean took her into the suite and began cleanign her up... preparing her for bed. When she was clean, Sean gave her to Fluffy, who wrapped her in a great bear hug and held her while she fed. Turnign away from the bear with gratitude and a gentle scratch behind the ear, she took the silk robe of kelly-green from Sean and went to bed.