#sherka

@professor-lungri

Raksha was finishing up adding the last final things she needed for Rhea’s baby bag. Rama had gone to work, picked up an extra shift as he would have been off today and so that had left the brunette alone with the baby, which was okay now. 

The therapy has been helping with her relationship with her child. ‘

The thing was, however, since her husband was suppose to be home, now Raksha wasn’t in the mood to well remain in the apartment alone and so she picked up her very soon-to-be eight month baby and strapped her up on the stroller. 

With the baby bag now hanging over her shoulder, Raksha left the building and began heading to Pride U. 

The forest’s tree line was now getting closer to the town, some of it’s branches and tree’s encroaching the main streets. She could here the whispers of the exotic type flowers that were heavily being spoken about in town, secrets being thrown out in the fray and one’s that Raksha really could care less about. 

Rhea always ever being the curious one had managed to lean forward some and grab a hold of one of the flowers, ripping it from off it’s roots. It whispered to her of vaaghs being in town as the baby laughed hearing the soft small voice. Funny, how they were about to visit one now. 

Raksha reached the building she was looking for, pushing the stroller along until she reached the room she knew Shere would be in. Opening the door, she entered with Rhea in toll smiling at the professor who was standing by the dry erase board. 

“You’re Fei,” Aranel addressed the beast. “You’re Zenyra’s friend.”

At Zenyra’s name, the megarya raised its head, eyes darting around the grotto as it strained against its chains. Meizan slashed them with his sword, and the creature soared forth at once. It leaped across the pool in graceful arcs and sniffed the walls frantically with its snout.

“It’s looking for her,” Meizan said in disbelief. “After she kept it imprisoned for all these years, it still wants to be with her.”

“The megarya are intelligent creatures, and Zenyra stated the blood was a gift,” Aranel said. “I expect the shields around Incaraz were also maintained with the help of Fei’s chitrons. Do you think it’s possible that it willingly—”

“Let her enslave it for years and suck its blood dry?” Meizan crossed his arms.

“But the megarya are said to be the noblest of all beasts.”

“Nothing is that noble.”

“But if it were for a greater cause—”

“She took advantage of it, Aranel!” Meizan glowered at him. “She abused its loyalty.”

@professor-lungri

Raksha was six months in and she felt every month of her pregnancy. Granted, at the beginning she hardly realized she was pregnant, more so denied it than anything else, but now her belly was swollen clearly showing how she had a child growing within her.

A girl, as the brunette recalled from her trip down in the Underworld. 

Rahil had been excited for his mother, more so than she was about the prospect of a new child, but the time she was able to spend with her son had grown to be a tremendous healing aspect for Raksha. Now, she could focus on her new daughter without feeling guilt and despair about her. She could love her, be excited at every little bounce of a kick she would give her and know that Rahil would be okay about it.

She could move on. Rahil was happy but she didn’t know if she exactly want to move on in a cafe. Her cravings have been ridiculous lately especially for pastries. It was why she found herself entering the quaint place, wrinkling her nose as she did so. 

When you’re pregnant and have a wolf inside of you, the sense of smell only grows ten times more sensitive then what it was already. Raksha could smell the cigarette smoke lingering on one of the workers back in the kitchen, the strawberry shampoo on a woman who was sitting on the opposite end of the cafe, the breath mint off the little kid by the window, but there was one scent that caught the brunette off guard.

Coincidently, it came from the man right behind her in the line. She smelled.... vaugh. Raksha had only met one once before here in Swynlake, she was unaware of there being more. To quell her curiosity, she turned to face the man, placing a polite smile on her features.