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It had been odd. Moments slipped in and out of consciousness, glimpses of the waking world that made no sense. Comprehending and yet not at all comprehending. Aurahkah's hand twitched and she made a sound the cross of a whimper and groan.

Lying at the edge of the bed as usual, the winged wolf who had always stood guard, was doing so again. Though he left the most of his thief's care to Saradin. It was right after all. He own attentions had mainly been focused on the little wolf eared girl who was lying nearby as well. Odd how the girl was taking all of this and a pair of new fangs growing in all at once. She hadn't made a single complaint.

Quiet as ever, she lay across the bed, her chin resting on her crossed arms. Her ears twitched lightly as she just listened to the quiet of the room, save for the steady breath of all. Ecara gave a sigh, only to roll over and crawl across the bed to lay against her father.

Another twitch of her hand, and another noise. Aura drew in a rather deep breath then let it out in a sleepy sounding sigh before her eyes fluttered open, a moment of blue before their natural color set in. She shifted ever so slightly, before propping herself up on her elbows and looking at each of those in her company. Ecara and Eclipse at the edge of the bed, Saradin sitting nearby. Aura shifted her weight, reaching over to lay a hand to Saradin's arm. A light laugh. "I really did it this time didn't I?"

A familiar soft chuckle, with an accompanied happy giggle from the child next to him. "And she finally bounces back. Good to see you awake, you had us all worried."

K'erith glided out of his room and down into the library, he started to examine some of the many books and manuscripts when he came across Dante's Inferno, his eyes widened, "I havent read this one since it first came out." He noticed it was one of the first copies to come to print. he grinned and sat down in a large chair, kicking his feet over one of the arms..

He ate and drank slowly, disturbed by his own darker thoughts. he didn't know how to approach the path brightsaber had offered. Tyler's visit had made him very happy, but he was also saddened that only Tyler would come to his Den. none of the others would venture near it. even his 'brother' only came there when absolutly necessary. Raven lived with him, and Tyler woudl visit. Nailah woudl come but only if invited for a specific reason. the others avoided it entirely. was he really so easily seen for a monster? Was the Beast truly such a frightening part of him that it tainted Cymarron?

The thought made him angry. damn them. damn all of them. damn thier fears and thier trepidation. he was thier packmate, thier protector...and none of them wanted to be around him unless they had to be. except the kits..only they looked at him without worry, or fear. Nailah looked at him with love, but now brightsaber told him it was tainted. a reaction from her empathy for his love of her.

But he didn't know how to bury those feelings. he could put up no wall. and he wouldn't if he could. they made him feel better, the made the dark less cold. Seeing in her eyes to love, even if it wasn't the romance, made him feel strong. gave him purpose. to provide for her wants and needs, to protect her from the darkness both in the outside world and within himself.

Coban and Kali, thier love had even endured the grave. how had they done it. how had Coban been able to show such affection and love without drowning Kali in it, and causing more discomfort and worry and pain than good?

No. he promised not to try to change her mind. she choose to remain for now alone with Tyler. and he was happy for her. and for Tyler, that he had found a mother and she a son and that was all they needed right now. she didn't need a lover, and he didn't need a father. But he still wanted to be both for them.

He growled, and flung the empty container of eggnog across the kitchen. Why coudl thing not be like before. why all the doubt, all teh second guessing, and the damned emotional confusion. Why couldn't it be easy again, as it was before. to know just what he was told to know. feel only what someone let him feel.

A brief trip to her closet to change her clothes, and she joined the little group again. A moment of study for Saradin who was quiet, but she let it go. He was a quiet man at times after all. "Well...I'm starved. How about some food?" Taking Ecara by the hand, she took hold of Saradin's and gave it a tug, pulling him up and along with her. "Come on. You've probably been couped up in here too long." Then a whistle and Eclipse was soon to follow after the little group, all the way to the kitchen. Not surprisingly enough, it was already occupied. It's occupant? Cymarron. Who didn't seem to be in the best of moods.

She merely blinked at that then took a swift look around the kitchen. Eyes came to rest on the bar. Her alcohol was missing. Now why was her? Oh yeah. Bastet was her likely answer which was confirmed through Eclipse. "Oh...it's alright. I probably shouldn't be drinking anyway."

A giggle and Ecara stepped out from behind her mother to give Cymarron a smile, the very tips of new fangs visible. "Right here. I was helping Saradin Phoenix and daddy watch mommy while she was asleep."

"then come over to us, and let us see those new fangs."

There were a few new clawed gouges in the table. but the claws for now were sheathed. however dark his thoughts had been before they entered, obviously seeing Aurahkah and her family had relieved at least some of the pressure for the moment.

"We have missed your company. no one spends much time with us save for you young kits, since Raven left to train her familiar."

A hint to those darker thoughts, and a brief flare of anger in dark eyes..just as quickly replaced by a pleased look at seeing some of his pack awake and about.

"We know you should not drink, Den Mother. but we also know that it helps calm your nerves and soothe your thoughts. we have made much teas to do similar, but you may not find them as appealing to your palate as your wine. which is why we did not bury it. and becuase you threaten to take away our eggnog."

He chuckled lightly.

Sitting near a window, the she wolf breathed a sigh, her mood had not improved in quite a long time. She had spent too much time with her brother to feel joy. The elf did remind her that he was a symbol of inner turmoil straffed by hardship, but she didn't care. Brightsabre would eventually be a happy elf, probably just not for a few hundred years.

She was gazing out the window when a strange, but attractive smell began to rise from the kitchen, she didn't realize that it had captivated her sense of smell so much, that she actually walked towards it. The she wolf still dreaming of faraway despairs wandered into the kitchen and towards the source of that sweet scent. Not before long, she felt like she was in a crowded room, and before she walked into the stove, she stoped, and realised that she had wandered into the kitchen, she turned around to spot Eclipse and his family... She waged her tail once before bolting behind the Bar.

A sniff at the air before he raised his muzzle from his bowl, licking off the soup that had soaked into the fur. An ear swiveled one direction, a distinct sound that matched one of his own made. Distinct smell as well. Eclipse licked at his muzzle again and then gave a chuckle, turning his head slightly to the familiar smell. "I smell and Aurora. Hiding when there's hot soup up for grabs? Seems a little disturbing to me.

Ecara had the mind about her to grab her own bowl as Cymarron picked her up, and only continued her eating as her ears idly twitched at conversation between the adults.

And she stared into her soup for a moment. She didn't like what Cymarron was saying, because she had heard it all before from the feline. However, she didn't have the energy to reprimand him or contradict him or anything. In fact she was still feeling quite overly lethargic.