Thread: The curse that corrupts all [HimekoxTinyThings]

Layla's apologies had almost been ignored, as Grim's bright spirit shined through, clearly not being necessary. She held no grudges. Not for anyone, but a few weak spots of her past, which she always did her best to hide away, even for herself. Everything Layla mentioned about the Shaman's prediction, and her being different, was put aside for later discussion, as Grim had been changing while she spoke, and the hug felt far more important, and necessary than this conversation. And with the kiss, Grim's ear's relaxed down, with a well of emotions, as her heart seemed to elevate in her chest. She felt a warmth and joy, she hadn't felt for so long, that she thought it was truly gone. True, Ahmelien's love had gone both ways, but their relationship had been a bitter one, both knowing Grim was missing something. Ahmelien had been among the people, who helped Grim get by, her entire life. Something Grim would never neglect, or forget, and would always treasure. But now, Grim was complete. She felt a love for her sister overwhelm her, while all other connections she shared was enforced. None where forgotten, or pushed aside, but everything just seemed brighter, and better now. Grim nodded happily, when asked if this was her home, giggling with a dismissive wave, as she mentioned being different. Oh, shue you.. Our Shaman couldn't change into a frog, if she tried really hard.. Mind you, she can change everyone else into critters of all sorts though, if we don't behave.. She giggled happily, as memories started rushing over them. Seeing the pain and unfairness her sister had been subject to, reminded her of her own hardship of youth. The Shaman of the pack had been the one to find her, and nurture her back to health, after almost dying, as was expected of her by her former family. She'd grown up in a pack, where females where considered breeding stock, and of no other use. This made her own situation, quite horrible. She could not carry children, and had a man's tool between her legs, as well as a woman's. No male wanted to touch her for this, if not to beat her. Pictures of bad memories, watching the other women of the pack being used and abused, purely for breeding, and fooling around. Gim herself, had been beaten and teased many a time, for being the way that she was, which had fueled her anger and spite towards the pack as it was. This had made her strong, and eventually powerful enough to beat down Coldtooth, and rip his pack from his claws. After this day, all the women where to be treated equally. Nothing more, but nothing less than a male. This had created a pack of love, and care, with many of the pack's males embracing this new system, falling in love with their female counterparts. This had also empowered the new younglings of the pack, creating more powerful, and intelligent young. They weren't only trained to fight, and eat by their fathers. But now also taught to hunt, run and compassion by both their mothers, and fathers. Everything was a joint effort now, and the pack was stronger than ever. The horrible memories, had caused a single tear to be shead by Grim, as she watched her sister cower back, after crying on her shoulder. She hushed Layla, placing both her hand's on the Priestess' cheeks, making her look back up at her. Sis... The only thing I might ever beat you for, was comparing me to the horrid place you came from.. I would never hurt you, for expressing you emotions.. She smiled, kissing Layla's lips shortly again. The Shaman's prediction wasn't that you'd 'destroy' everything.. But 'change' it.. And you already have. You've made me.. Complete.. Happy, again.. Something I haven't been, for a loong time. Grim smiled, gently nuzzling her nose against Layla's. You have a home here.. I'll be damned, before I let you, or anyone, take away from me, what you've just given me.. Something to fill an empty place in my heart. She smiled happily, as she stroked Layla's cheeks.