And drift (closed to Khiara)

[Dhanya]

Timestamp: 89th of Autumn
Tagged: (Khiara)

Dhanya felt petty.

She loved Khiara. She owed Khiara, for all those times she looked out for her and picked her up when she was drunk off her face or kept an eye on her when she was sick. For all the times she had tested the Vantha, just to check that she wouldn't go away or give her up.

But.

She was angry because she had told Khiara all of her feelings, even if she hadn't told her much about her past and Khiara had never once said a word about liking Van. That frustrated her terribly. If Khiara hadn't told her, did that mean she didn't think Dhanya could've handled it?

Well, chances were she would not have handled it exceptionally well. Still, she would have tried, been jealous but tried. Maybe it wouldn't have been good enough. Effort meant something, surely? She wasn't good at holding back from attachment, from trying to protect the few bonds she had from other people interfering. It had just blown up in her face. What she had been coveting and trying to keep hadn't been hers in the first place, so why try again? She didn't know how to make it work.

Even Khiara. She couldn't keep her anymore either. Someone else was bonded to her now. Humans just... Had it so easy that way.

Dhanya sat outside her tent with Katya in her arms and wondered if she would see Khiara that day. She'd sent her a message, asking her to come but she wasn't sure if the Vantha would. Dhanya had left it an awfully long time before even trying to connect, what if the older woman had finally had enough? Dhanya wasn't sure she could handle that.

[Khiara]

It had taken a long time to get ready this morning. At first, Khiara was afraid to read the letter, then eager, then worried. When she did read it, finally, she  made to leave immediately only to realize she wasn't appropriatly dressed. Changing twice before settling on the soft grey dress and loose belt, she tied her hair back, let it out, then braided it. Pacing nervously, Khiara finally left her tent and made her way through Endrykas to find Pygmy.

As she walked her stomach turned over and over, once enough that she paused and took a few deep breaths for fear of throwing up. The kelvic probably hated her...she hated her! Beytrayed, the vantha had betrayed Pygmy by falling in love with Vanator, by marrying him. But Goddess, her heart ached at the thought of loosing him. Selfish, stupid girl. And just like that, the brown haired creature was before her. Seated with a small infant in her arms, it just seemed unreal. Moving forward, Khiara stopped, golden eyes troubled.

"Pygmy?" She said softly, unsure where to begin.