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@Rosencrantz @Guildenstern @Liliana

It was not ambient that there was a group that moved into the meadows - though not wolf life. There was strange deer that started to enter to, and while she didn't feel any sense of danger that came, it felt there was a tension by staying there. Wolves and deers rarely got along, but it was as if they held a new intelligence, a new wariness toward them.. It felt uncomfortable, that slowly she, and others, was dragging away from the Plains. Maybe head up north next! They been here for so long, and she was glad for that.

If she strayed too far, the mother wouldn't have reunited with her daughter. A glorious day and reunion, and she didn't get rejected. Something that Miriam always feared since running away from from them all.. If she ever saw the other, how would she feel? But worries aside, and now together, there was a new stress that came to.

Explaining to the two males - how she had children, and now, one was with her. Standing beside her daughter, she sought out the two tundrians, her face audibly with worry on how they would react.. She couldn't deny wanting to cry a bit, for the fear of them shaming her, and disregarding her to the side was a painful thought.

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Liliana didn’t know or understand much about their new existence. Anything said to her was generally forgotten moments later; she’d managed to stay with Miriam based solely on their connection as mother and daughter. Had Lily been dependent on memory alone, she would have long since gotten lost again.

She stood quietly beside her mother, humming some tune that’d come to mind. “What’re we doing here?” she asked, more to herself than to Miriam.
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Indeed he remembered that Miriam spoken of children before. The thought was long pushed aside as they had to focus on their own survival and means of creature comforts than to go searching for those that may or may not be around.

A frown had carved its way across his maw as they had to move from the meadows before they were damn well ready to on their own terms. To be chased away by deer, prey, was beyond insulting and frustrating. He and Guildenstern should have chase them off themselves. Two wolves versus a handful of deer should be no problem for the warriors - and yet here they were, away with Miriam without battle wounds to show for it. 

They were wolves. Predators. And the Mortensen boys were warriors, not cowards.

So he was in a wee bit of a sour mood when approached by Miriam and... someone else. A youthful thing, for the moment he didn't immediately jump on the idea that they were Miriam's daughter. “Who is this?” He didn't try to come off curt, but his foul mood about the deer was simply not easily hidden.

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"We are meeting some friends, they are very nice, and have helped me greatly when I was alone." She somewhat was reluctant, wondering if her daughter till held some reluctance over men, and strangers at so.. It was definitely sudden to have her daughter return to her, only to be introduced to immediate companions. Guilden had yet to arrive, but she suspected the man would not care as much about the situation ; she felt more guilty to Rosen if anything, about not revealing she was not the purest of maidens - even though she still counts herself as a woman of the Goddess.

Miriam reached down to touch Liliana's nose in a reassuring way, watching the white figure approach.

Her feet shuffled, she had trouble looking up to him, "She is.." and hesitance was apparent. She had to look down at her beautiful child before taking a deep breathe to face him, though meeting by the eye was not an easy task, and she kept wandering around, only occasionally meeting, "my daughter, Liliana."

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Skippable! I’m busy moving. Don’t wanna hold this up so you guys can assume she’s being starry-eyed somewhere nearby.

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It hadn’t occurred to Liliana until that moment that her mother had similarly been thrust out of her own normal life into this midway existence. She felt some guilt for not having been more empathetic, though this negative emotion lasted no longer than a heartbeat. The sprite nodded her head, eager to meet someone new.

When Rosencrantz appeared, she couldn’t help but feel some strange ache in her chest. His white coat was a reminder of something.. something that she couldn’t quite place, but that hurt all the same. Liliana stared at him until being brought back to reality by her mother’s introduction — “She is my daughter, Liliana.” — and deciding that she would explore while the adults spoke.
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He could feel the little girl's eyes on him, and the archangel did his best to ignore her roaming eyes as he focussed on Miriam and her explanation. Eventually the child began to roam away, leaving the two to speak one on one while she hovered somewhere possibly within earshot he assumed... he would have.

“Is she staying with us, with you?” Was she to be another mouth to feed? They weren't many already, and to bring a child into the mix would further complicate things. She was too young to participate in many hunts, none that were large enough to feed them all for a day or two. He sighed loudly, letting his broad shoulders fall just lightly as he already knew the answer to this.

What were they to do? A wandering group was no place for a child, but a young girl no less. 

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Her paws kept shuffling, rubbing against each other uncomfortably while waiting through a small bit of silence; yet for Miriam, it felt like hours. Eyes wandered to the innocence of her daughter, wandering away in a blight to play, a rather relief she moved onwards to an attention elsewhere while the mother talked, albeit awkwardly, to a man she was at the moment indebted to, and held companionship. 

She couldn't tell how the man felt, angry, disappointed? Annoyed? More then anything he pointed out there was but another mouth to feed, and she couldn't help but feel her head flush, and felt like a burden. Though Miriam didn't hesitate upon shaking her head, as though she left her daughter once - she wouldn't do it again, especially as no one else was around to take care of. She spoke up, "but, i'll hunt for her. She's my child, and I'll.. Take responsibility," as she should've done.

Yet it seemed like Liliana was missing pieces of memory, moreso then she was.

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“And if you can't?” Stern as usual, he wanted to get his message across. This was no trip in the field of sunflowers, not some vacation for them all to enjoy. “You know she will fair better in a pack.” And you too with her were the words left unsaid. What if they were all separated due to some kind of disaster? A herd of wild buffalo thundering down the plains and cutting each of them off from the other. A sickness. They had no caches, very few at least as they kept moving.

It was simply not the life for a child. Not with only three adults, two of which were capable of fighting - and only possibly one willing to do so. 

The love of a mother was obviously limitless - is that how his mother would have felt too if he and Guildenstern wasn't ripped away from her as of tradition of the Birserkir? Did she still think of them too? His concern is that the love for her daughter and lack of trust of packs would only endanger them all, would it cloud her judgement?

“I will not say no, but understand the circumstances you put us all in.” It was also not his place to take her child away or give Miriam some kind of ultimatum. She had to come up with a solution herself... she was an adult after all, a mother.

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"I don't know where her father is.. She was with them-" and where was them? Miriam knew they were far from the land that they were born in, her gaze toward to Liliana, a slight fear on how exactly did she come to this place? She didn't yet understand how some simply 'appeared,' as the woman simply walked into the fog, and appeared elsewhere. She thought simply time had slipped from her travels as so it had done during her pregnancy, and it never occurred the 'mystery' of the world had taken her. It definitely brought a scare, if he abandoned her.

She couldn't reply if she couldn't, "I'm sorry." As her starlit gaze broke from her daughters playfulness and looked down in a shame, she felt it was a bit hard to look at his face. Her tail curled tightly beside her, almost as if she was the child being lectured. Of course, she knew what sort of situation she placed upon him- yet selfishly would continue to take care of her love. The thought of abandoning her once more was too much, without a mother, or without a father, even a sibling; how could she let her daughter part?

"I'll leave."

But, she wouldn't put them through her troubles.

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This was all slowly giving him a headache. A droning drum on the side of his head where the brain case sat. Even he didn't know what to do. If it were up to him, they would both be dropped off into a pack that would care for them. With caches full of food, fresh water near by and other pups for Lilianna to play with and not a pair of crotchety old men who probably haven't played a single day of their lives.
 
“And where will you both go?” He couldn't help the annoyance rising in his tone. Rosencrantz was never the diplomatic type, the one to keep his head steady when faced with difficult decisions. His instinct would tell him one thing, while his brain said another.

Another sigh, a futile attempt to calm his nerves so he can continue to speak and not just thunder away with his own thoughts. “You and she can stay, but it will not be easy. If you still choose the life of a wanderer, it never will when children are in the equation.” He drawled, hoping that they could come up with some kind of understanding. “She will also need to learn to hunt soon as well, should we get separated for whatever reason, she needs to be able to fend for herself until we can find her again.”

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"When we were in a pack many.. Bad things happened. Kidnapping, harassment, men being.. And my son.." She couldn't go on. Though she knew it would be right to join a pack for her daughter, but at the same time her logic said otherwise. If she were to join one, who would say that same thing would not happen? Miriam originally wasn't going to join any pack, once she left the sanctuary of The Orchid, she wanted that life of exploration, the love of ideals of something new and the adventure to seek knowledge she was missing at home. However falling pregnant, the mother held no choice, and she regretted it. While never to her children, she would always regret to the events leading up to it.

Maybe then they would've had a better life when the eventual come.

A dream of a mate and a loving man, not a harem of chaos, and the freedom she came with it, rather then a drunken night of hormones that caused the eventual. The betrayal she felt of lies of protection that came. Miriam wouldn't put her daughter through that again, the fear for a repeat.

"I wouldn't put her through that again," though she would take the blunt of it all, she wouldn't know what would happen to her if the woman ever turned her back. The fear of looking away, something would happen again, just like her little star-boy Asmoses, whose fate was never known.

Her gaze once more drifted toward the other, "she will learn." To survive and live not like the past, it was a must.

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Silently he listened to her story. The reason for her lack of confidence in the safety of a pack, and he could not fault her there either. The mention of a son clued in him that there was possibly one more out there that might join them like her daughter did. This time he would be more prepared than what he had now.

Her words flowed and a decision was made. They had an understanding between them and the girl would learn how to survive without them if it was ever to be necessary. Without boundaries to ward off strangers, numbers to scare them off... “It will always be difficult, but we will do what we can.” At least with him, he would go through hell to make sure he would not repeat the torments of her past. 

He would make sure of it.

Rosencrantz was no saint, but an archangel. A being of power fighting for righteous, for what he thought was right and such things could come off as horrific to others. But for the greater good it would be done. And unbeknownst to him, Miriam was slowly becoming that greater good. The treasure he would want to keep safe as time kept them together and he get protective over the woman with a heart of gold.

He would kill to keep her from falling into the darkness of before if necessary. Someday she may hate him for such brutal acts, but for the greater good he would never regret. But now there were two. An extension to her, and he could feel the weight of the world begin to weigh on his shoulders. “Good.”

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"I can still leave, if it's too much trouble.." She wouldn't want to put them through her troubles, as a gaze casted back to the idle play of her beautiful daughter. Though Miriam may not remember all the hardships, the scarring that was left on her soul would not be removed. Her daughter, may not remember it at all, but she wouldn't let the chance for any memories resurface. She wouldn't want to return to a place with so much chaos once more,  Though such a reluctance to join a pack unless absolute trust was given, they were destined to be nomadic.

However she didn't know if the other two strived for a similar way. There was talk and the like and they seemed to not care one way or another, but Miriam wondered if that was just a simple way to remove oneself from the conversation, or if she thought too deeply.. To spare her feelings.

"I don't know.. How much she remembers, or what is needed to be re-taught."  That was also the question, how much information did she retain? The general teachings of not only the Goddess and so like, but being that of a wolf who needs to survive. Did her father teach her? Or left her for dead? A scorn was lifting within her heart at the mere' thought of that man doing even the possibility. Losing a son, would he also lose their daughter? It seemed so, as the supposed father was no where to be around.

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“Hunting will come in time, we will prepare her.” Perhaps this was the part of him that remained for the better. The logical planner who thought ahead to make sure all would survive should worse come to worse. To ignore the rose coloured glasses and think logically rather than getting lost in the moment as Miriam seemed to be. 

“You have to make a decision.” His voice steady, but stern. Rosencrantz wasn't the type to go around holding her hand and make the decisions Miriam should be making on her own, decisions that should come easily. “I said you two can remain, that it won't be easy - if that is not enough, you need to think it through.” He had promised after all to keep her safe, and he would alongside with her child if needed be. But if this was not the life she had envisioned, then he would not stop her from wandering away to find something more suitable.

Why was this so difficult for her? Didn't the instincts of a mother kick in and help with decision making for the better of their family?

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"I will do what I have to do, to not let the past repeat. She may not remember, but I do." Though albeit, she doesn't remember all of it, and some parts seemed to be a blurr, a missing scene in time. She remembered hardships, her daughter being more rigid in life itself - but they had each other. The only solace to the chaos that was the pack full of a single mans children, no heirchy amongst the woman, no comfort to be, just him and his many, many child-bearing females. Even then it was the constant fear of what was happening around, pulled in so many directions that her poor, star boy had been lost.

Hopefully he was running in the heavens, rather then living within the darkness that it was.

"I'm.. Afraid, for us to go through it again." Miriam could feel her eyes water, a small sniffling of sorts as she turned downwards in a sullen mood. Selfish, that she was though, the maiden didn't want to put not only her daughter in the same horror, but she didn't want to end up in the same either. A distrust, that came toward the pack-life.

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