Log Date: 3/10-3/11/96
Log Intro: Several days have passed since the Recognition of Ynderra and
Kai -- and rumors have begun to fly about Lostholt about the incident.
Hysterical over the prospect of having a cub, and almost as hysterical
over the knowledge that Kai now knows her soulname, Ynderra has avoided
facing the inevitable, and continues to do so, even as she stumbles
blearily out of the Father Tree in search of water....

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You walk back out of the Father Tree.
Base of the Lost Holt Father Tree(#765RJ)
<Desc deleted.>
Contents:
Mirrormoons(#5438Qae)
Calmwind(#7032Jopq)
Obvious exits:
Into the Tree<N> Around the Tree<AT> Clearing<S>

Strongbow walks out of the Father Tree.
Strongbow has arrived.

Ynderra hugs Mirrormoons shakily. Oblivious to anyone else entering the 
  clearing, she mumbles at the wolf, "River.... c'mon..."

Mirrormoons whines softly to his elf-friend, and tries to lick her face.

Strongbow slips down out of the tree and lands with a soft *thump*, bow over 
  shoulder. He blinks a bit at the murmured words from elf to wolf, and 
  watches, going quiet.

Kai walks out of the Father Tree.
Kai has arrived.
Kai walks away from the tree, back into the clearing that marks the entrance 
  to the Lost Holt.
Kai has left.

Ynderra turns to stumble southward, biting her lip. Her wolf, though, glances 
  at the arrived archer, and yrfs, very softly, while Ynderra starts to totter 
  off.

The archer's brow furrows at the wolf and, perhaps, at the drift-by of the 
  young visitor to the Holt. Taking the yrf as a request, he sends softly, 
  ** Shaper. ** His gaze lifts from wolf to elf-maiden, measuredly calm.

Ynderra then, as she catches sight of a figure slipping off through the 
  trees, utters a low moan, pressing both hands to her mouth. And at 
  Strongbow's sending, she shrieks, startled, whirling around so quickly that 
  she falls over.

Strongbow steps forward, avoiding tripping over the wolf. ** Ynderra. **

Mirrormoons whines, again, and nuzzles at the maiden, while Ynderra looks 
  wide-eyedly up at the elder.

Ynderra blinks rapidly several times, seeming as if about to burst into tears.

Strongbow pauses, and after a moment's thought, decides on offering one hand 
  down to the healer, one brow arching slightly.

Ynderra explains abashedly, "I-I-I was... going to swim..." She grips the 
  offered hand feebly.

Strongbow leans back, taking a step to help the shaper to her feet. He nods 
  once as he does so. ** Startled, ** he observes.

Ynderra sways visibly once hauled upright, looking around fearfully, as if 
  expecting something to leap out of the trees at her. "I-I-I-I..."

Strongbow blinks. ** What? **

Ynderra blushes crimson, and starts to sob.

Mirrormoons thrusts his muzzle at his elf-friend, attempting to provide 
  comfort.

Strongbow blinks some more and, at a loss, encircles the healer in his arms. 
  Awkwardly, he pats her shoulder, mind racing.

Ynderra mumbles incoherently, "Told Myr'm not ready yet..."

The archer's eyes darken. ** Not ready. ** He steps half a pace back, hands 
  upon Ynderra's shoulders, eyes silently questioning, waiting for her to look 
  up.

Ynderra slumps against the tall elder, sniffling into green leather; when he 
  props her up, she blinks miserably, and wails, "I don't FEEL good..."

Strongbow exhales. So, he thinks, that's what. The archer is quiet for a 
  moment, watching the maiden, considering the complaint. Finally, he states, 
  ** I can imagine. **

Ynderra wilts. He knows? Blushing again, she sniffles hugely and mumbles, 
  "Bath. Smell funny..."

Strongbow states, without making any effort to catch a scent, ** Sickness 
  doesn't wash. ** Gaze stern and steady, he waits for the next excuse.

Ynderra reaches up a hand to scrub it awkwardly across her drawn features, 
  sniffling once more, then gives a weak push to the hands on her shoulders. 
  Her gaze drops.

Strongbow's grasp loosens and, after a moment, the archer stands back, giving 
  the maiden some space. He crosses his arms and stands, stance broad, 
  continuing to wait.

Still blushing scarlet, still sniffling, Ynderra turns unsteadily to her 
  wolf, and slings a leg over his back.

Strongbow's eyes narrow, gaze flicking briefly riverward before settling once 
  again on Ynderra. He shakes his head slightly, to himself.

Mirrormoons(#5438Qae)
You're seated on Mirrormoons's lean, narrow back, and you can feel him 
  shifting beneath you as he moves.
You slip up on Mirrormoons's back.

Ynderra makes it all the way onto her wolf, goes nearly cross-eyed as the 
  world whirls around her, and mumbles petulantly, "Not ready yet. I-I-I'm not 
  ready. Don't wanna cub...."

Around Mirrormoons, Mirrormoons yarfles as he tries to hold steady enough for 
  his elf to seat herself and keep an eye on her at the same time.

Around Mirrormoons, Strongbow exhales again, more tightly. He almost sends, 
  and cuts it off. As much to the wolf as to the rider, he murmurs, ** It's 
  the Way. **

Ynderra nudges Mirrormoons with a knee, then, perhaps having abruptly changed 
  her mind, nudges him in another direction. If she notices the archer's send, 
  she gives no sign of it, as the wolf lopes off.

You locksend ** <Something presses against your consciousness, for all her 
  efforts to lessen its pulse: _she_ has emerged from her den. And is moving, 
  somewhere.> ** to Kai.

[Ynderra totters, dizzyheadedly, to the river that runs to the west of
 the Holt. Still vaguely considering going for a swim, she does so... but
 in her weakened state, is unable to keep herself from fainting at the
 poolside, and falling in. Unable to pull her out, her frantic wolf
 runs off for help....]

From the bank, Mirrormoons travels east into the woods.
From the bank, Mirrormoons has left.

Mirrormoons> You climb carefully up the hill that overlooks the river.
Mirrormoons> Hill
Mirrormoons> You decide to climb up the hill.
Mirrormoons> Contents:
Mirrormoons> Strongbow
Mirrormoons> Tent(#2391LOVe)
Mirrormoons> Obvious exits:
Mirrormoons> Clearing<E>  River Bank<SW>  Along the River Bank<W>  

You sense in a locksend, Kai searches for you instinctively,. but tries to 
  draw back, he did promise.

Mirrormoons> Mirrormoons skitters through, without his elf, hackles raised, 
  and whining.

Mirrormoons> Strongbow arches a brow and, after no thought at all, slips down 
  from his branch to look at the wolf. ** ... ** He lifts his head, listening; 
  at the wolf, more directly, he sends, ** <Ynderra> ? **

Mirrormoons> Mirrormoons races up to Strongbow, and whines again, mouthing at 
  his leathers. The wolf's fur is wet, and as soon as he skitters near, he 
  dashes away again, towards the river.

Mirrormoons> Strongbow shakes his head in irritation and, without further 
  provocation, paces down the hill, sending ahead.

You locksend ** <Time passes.... the pulse of her soul is still there, but, 
  abruptly, something changes. Something's happened to her.> ** to Kai.

You sense in a locksend, Strongbow sends, slightly urgent... ** ? **
Mirrormoons> Strongbow scrambles down the steep hill.
Mirrormoons> Strongbow has arrived.

You locksend to Strongbow, Ynderra does not answer you, though the 
  shaper-maiden's mind can be sensed, distantly, off along the river somewhere.

Mirrormoons> Mirrormoons howls, unhappily, scurrying up the bank.

Mirrormoons> Kai walks along the riverbank frm the south.
Mirrormoons> Kai has arrived.
Mirrormoons> Kai walks down to the water's edge and splashes into the water.
Mirrormoons> Kai has left.
Mirrormoons> Kai arrives from the Silver Run River.
Mirrormoons> Kai has arrived.

Mirrormoons> Mirrormoons runs back to Strongbow, whining, urgently.

Mirrormoons> Kai moves along the riverbank, not paying attention.

Mirrormoons> Strongbow frowns, sending at the wolf. ** <Ynderra>. **

You sense in a locksend, Kai does his best to determine distance..
Mirrormoons> Kai sniffs, and looks up. ** Mirrormoons? **

Mirrormoons> Mirrormoons, as soon as he spots Kai, skitters to him as well, 
  whining. At Strongbow's wolf-send, the wolf whimpers, then whirls, and 
  scurries northward.

From the bank, Mirrormoons arrives from the south.
From the bank, Mirrormoons has arrived.

From the bank, Strongbow arrives from the south.
From the bank, Strongbow has arrived.
From the bank, Strongbow growls very slightly in his throat, urging the wolf 
  on with one part of a send, searching for the maiden with the other.

From the bank, Kai arrives from the south.
From the bank, Kai has arrived.

From the bank, Mirrormoons darts towards a sheltered pool just off the shore, 
  where Ynderra's right foot can be seen sticking out from behind some low 
  rocks.

From the bank, Kai looks about.. "What? Is there.. no."
From the bank, Kai _bolts_ towards the pool.

From the bank, Less than a breath behind him, the archer follows, dropping bow 
  and quiver in the rush.

Ynderra, when the wolf and the two elves draw into view, can be seen to be 
  pitched faceforward in the shallow water.

From the bank, Mirrormoons whimpers, trying to tug the maiden to dry shore, 
  closing his teeth on her breeches leg.

From the bank, Kai manages to trip, but ends up diving in the pool anyway, 
  convenient, that.
From the bank, Kai steps carefully into the pool.
From the bank, Kai has left.
Kai steps carefully into the pool.
Kai has arrived.

From the bank, Strongbow plunges forward, wading into the water to Ynderra's 
  shoulders, sending. ** Get her nose out -- air -- **
From the bank, Strongbow steps carefully into the pool.
From the bank, Strongbow has left.
Strongbow steps carefully into the pool.
Strongbow has arrived.

Kai reaches in for Ynd's head, lifing it from the water.

Water sheets off Ynderra's black curls, where they lie plastered against her 
  head. She does not stir as she's lifted; how long was she underwater?

Strongbow stoops to collect the maiden's shoulders, holding her weight 
  primarily in his arms. ** Make her breathe, ** he orders. ** Mouth clear? 
  Water out. **

Kai checks Ynderra's mouth, tears beginning to flow from the corners of his 
  eyes.. ** Ynderra.. no. **

You locksend ** <For some reason, you can see clearly what must have happened. 
  There's a sense in your immediate memory as of her lingering unsteadily on 
  the bank of the pool, trying to drink... then, reeling forward into the 
  water. Then, darkness....> ** to Kai.

Kai puts his hands on Ynd's chest, closing his eyes, trying desperately to 
  concentrate.. wondering if he can use her own magic to help him?

Ynderra, wet and limp as she's held by the archer, becomes somewhat wetter 
  when Kai pries open her mouth, and water trickles out of it.

Strongbow sends, gruffly, loudly, ** She sent. ** Unworded, it's an utterly 
  unsympathetic order to the weepful lad to keep himself under control. ** 
  She'll breathe, too. ** As the other strikes up attempt at healing, though, 
  he nods approval, silencing.

You sense in a locksend, Kai's presnece reaches out to touch you.. forcing 
  himself to be strong and unwavering.. ** Yuri? Make your body work? **

You locksend ** <_That_ seems to reach her, as her consciousness flickers. 
  Somebody's calling her. She can't make herself remember why, but the contact 
  is desperately needed, and she stirs groggily beneath layers of 
  unawareness.> ** to Kai.

From the bank, Spidersilk arrives from the south.
From the bank, Spidersilk has arrived.

As Kai's hands on her chest begin to glow, Ynderra jerks, once.
You sense in a locksend, Kai does again, moving forward more. ** Yuri? Make 
  your magic work.. move your lungs. breathe out water. **

Strongbow scowls inwardly.

From the bank, Spidersilk pads along, boots in one hand, and blinks sleepily, 
  and a trifle disbelievingly, at the crowd in the pool. ** Strongbow? **

You sense in a locksend, Strongbow sends careful encouragement, trying not to 
  sound too much like he's scowling.

Ynderra jerks again. Under Kai's glimmer, another flickers into unsteady life, 
  blending color and hue with the other black-haired healer's. Ynderra coughs, 
  a hoarse and rasping sound.

Strongbow sends, lowly, from where he stands, the treeshaper's shoulders in 
  his arms, Kai's hands glowfully upon her. ** She...fell...in the pool. **

Kai looks up, even more water spalashed on his face. "Ynderra!"

You locksend ** <Magic? Magic. Sensing before she does herself that her body 
  is in need of aid, her strong young power surges -- dragging her closer 
  towards consciousness with it. But she falters a little, dimly remembering 
  that something was wrong and she made somebody unhappy and she hasn't felt 
  good for some reason...> ** to Kai.

You sense in a locksend, Kai does his best to kick in his own power, guiding 
  yours if he can.. he makes his presence brighter, as a beacon for you. ** 
  Yuri? Come back to us! **

Ynderra coughs again, her head jerking in the opposite direction this time. 
  Water streams out of her mouth and nose, as she begins to glow; the light 
  centers on her chest and throat.

Strongbow winces at the spray of water. ** Should get her onshore. Turned 
  over. **

You locksend ** ...............Dif? <Her sending is dim, weak, even aside from 
  it being so strangely difficult for her to breathe.> ** to Kai.

Kai nods to Strongbow, "Out."

From the bank, Mirrormoons paces fretfully on the sand, whimpering.

Strongbow shifts, pulling the maiden's weight onto his netherward arm, 
  cradling her as he makes his careful way toward shore.
Strongbow steps out of the pool.
Strongbow has left.
From the bank, Strongbow steps carefully from out of the pool.
From the bank, Strongbow has arrived.

Between the archer and the visiting healer, Ynderra is carefully hauled out.

You step out of the pool.
East Bank of the Silver Run River
<Desc deleted.>
Contents:
Strongbow
Spidersilk
Mirrormoons(#5438Qae)
Obvious exits:
Pool<P>  Into the Woods<E>  Along the River<S>  

From the pool, Kai steps out of the pool.
From the pool, Kai has left.
Kai steps carefully from out of the pool.
Kai has arrived.

Ynderra, still glowing, crumples wetly between Strongbow and Kai. A third 
  mighty cough, an astonishing thing for her slight frame to produce, soaks 
  anew her entire front and anything near it.

Strongbow leans the maiden onto the shore, rolling her carefully onto her 
  side, looking now to the visiting healer for instruction.

Kai drops to his knees next to Ynderra. " I think.. I think she'll be allright 
  now."

Spidersilk, belatedly, awakens, her expression confused. ** What happened? **

You locksend to Kai, Ynderra calls again, disorientedly, ** Dif? ** It sounds 
  urgent, despite her magic beginnng to wane as it seems to sense the need for 
  it subsiding.

Mirrormoons imperiously nudges his way into between Kai and Strongbow, trying 
  to reach Ynderra's face.

You sense in a locksend, Kai does his best to be a bright beacon. ** Yuri? I.. 
  I know I promised.. **
Kai moves back, away from Ynderra, but just a bit.

Ynderra's eyes creak open, and she utters a tiny whimper, a hand fumbling past 
  Mirrormoons' anxiously nuzzling nose to Kai's fingers.

Strongbow watches with mute, waiting, approval.

Kai takes Ynderra's hand, he makes a small whimper.

You locksend ** I.... I don't feel very good.... <Under her complaint is a dim 
  sense, perhaps encouraged by the combined work of the two magics, that 
  something should be done about this.> ** to Kai.

Kai sends tightly to Ynderra..
Kai locksends ** Y.. you fell in the water. Strongbow saved you. **

Ynderra lifts a groggy gaze. Lying as she is on her side, the first thing she 
  sees is the other young healer, and she frowns confusedly up at him.

Kai nods from Ynd to Strongbow. "See?"

Ynderra rolls weakly onto her back, while clutching at Kai's hand. She blinks 
  several times before the archer's weathered visage focuses above her, then 
  she mumbles slurrily, "Nahealer."

Kai squeezes her hand. "You're better now."

"Don't feel good," Ynderra insists in a plaintive mumble, her regard glassily 
  sliding from Strongbow back to Kai.

Kai says "There's a reason for that."

Strongbow makes sure Ynderra is steady, then backs a bit away, eyes darkly 
  glimmering. He searches for Kai's gaze, nodding once.

Ynderra blinks once, twice, and peers uncertainly up at the other young elf. 
  Does he not feel good, either?

Kai sighs at Strongbow. "But.. she doesn't want to do it. She's afraid.. and I 
  promised not to look."

Strongbow blinks once, trying to make sense of that. For an answer, his gaze 
  flicks to Ynderra, one brow rising.

Ynderra's hand lifts to Kai's cheek. As if either ignoring or unaware of the 
  exchange going on over her head, she squints muzzily at the tanned lad's 
  face, fingertips tracing the same signs of exhaustion and need evident in 
  her own delicate features.
 
Dismay flickers through Ynderra's blue eyes, then, as she informs Kai foggily, 
  "You... don't look right..."

Strongbow retreats another step, uncertainly watching the exchange.

Kai looks down to Ynderra.. "I'm not. I'm sick."

Ynderra starts to fumble herself into sitting up, all the while drinking in 
  the sight of Kai. Anguished, she blurts out, "I-I-I didn't mean to make you 
  sick!" Immediately afterwards, she flings herself at him, beginning to weep.

Kai wraps his arms around Ynderra. "Oh, blossom.. I know. It's not your fault."

Strongbow nods once more and, silently, soft-footed, slips a bit further from 
  the shore to collect his bow and quiver. Shouldering them, he turns to look 
  at the pair of healers once more, eyes measuredly narrow.

Her own arms twining around Kai's neck, and glowing with a kind of urgent 
  light, she begs him, "Don't be sick... please don't be sick...."

Kai squeezes gently. "Shh.. I'll get better, we'll both get better. It's 
  allright."

Ynderra clings, tenaciously. And shivers, as she lets out a sneeze, perhaps to 
  clear the last of the water out of her. "Fix it. Healers. Have to fix it," 
  she rambles, huskily.

Strongbow looks a bit wry, though he nods to himself and, without another 
  word, slips off through the trees upshore, toward his abandoned watch.
Strongbow travels to the south.
Strongbow has left.

Kai trembles a bit. "But.. but.. Ynderra, you need to rest."
Kai reaches up to try and brush wet clinging hair out of Ynderra's face. 
  "Blossom.. I promised."

Ynderra huddles in the embrace; her grip on Kai's neck and shoulders doesn't 
  lessen, nor does the fretful light that encircles her. "Don' wan' you be 
  sick," she mumbles.

Kai squeezes more tightly. "Oh, blossom.."

Ynderra shivers, damply.

Kai sighs, whimpers a bit more." We'll get better.."

You locksend to Kai, Ynderra, without knowing it, slips into sending. ** Sick 
  _now_, ** she wails, crestfallen. ** Feel it. Hurts. Please help me fix it, 
  Dif... please...! Don't _like_ being sick.....! **
Ynderra sobs, burying her face against Kai's shoulder.

Kai pulls you closer, breathing labored. "mmn."
You sense in a locksend, Kai feels what semblance of control about to leave 
  him.. ** Yuri.. I promised.. if you don't want..** He send-moans. ** Yuri **

You locksend to Kai, Ynderra, by way of reply, floods you with sensation: a 
  powerful healer's abject fright and dismay over her body being out of her 
  control for the first time in her life, in a way that her magic alone will 
  not remedy. Somewhere, bone-deep, she's realized this, and the longer she 
  maintains contact with you, the harder the _need_ pounds within her. The 
  memory of your magic sparking hers and working with it to rouse the water 
  out of her lungs vivid in her immediate memory, she pleads again, wordless. 
  Help her.

Kai begins to recoil.. but instead pulls you even closer.. more than 
  physically.
Kai locksends ** Yuri.. need you.. **
Kai locksends ** It _does_ hurt, doesn't it? **

Mirrormoons whines, confused at the two elves' behavior, but Ynderra seems to 
  have forgotten her wolf's presence entirely. The glow around her frame 
  brightens a trifle.

You locksend ** <Help her fix it please help help help help/need/fear> ** to 
  Kai.

Kai's fingers slowly stroke your back, looking deeper into your eyes.

Ynderra, as her head is gently lifted, looks up. Her eyes are huge in her 
  too-worn face, and her cheeks wet, with both pool-water and tears.

Mirrormoons whfs, disappointed in Ynderra's lack of attention. He pads 
  backwards, then lies down, head on his front paws, and watches the elves.

Kai leans a bit closer, kissing you suddenly. ** No.. don't cry.. We'l make it 
  better. **

As if you were breathing life and air itself into her body, Ynderra answers 
  the kiss, and clings fiercely to your neck. She sends, too, and her mind 
  reflects to you her magic's brightening glow -- perhaps it senses, again, 
  that it is needed.
Ynderra's hands go into motion, trying to fumble their way under soaked 
  leathers, hers and yours, but primarily yours.

Kai's hands continue to knead your back gently.."Mmmn."
Kai's leathers, thankfully, are loose. "Blossom.."

You locksend ** <The litany in her head, while going on all the while with 
  'Fix it fix it fix it', changes tone; there's more need there, clearer and 
  brighter, as without warning her fright begins to fray around its edges.> ** 
  to Kai.

You sense in a locksend, Kai pulls you closer, more mentally than anything 
  else.. but crushing you to him. ** Yuri.. love.. ** He finally senses that 
  fear, and tries to enfold you, to keep you safer.. but not constricting 
  you.. _safe_.

You locksend ** <Safe... yes, safe. Why shouldn't she be? This is Dif, after 
  all... she _knows_ him, and, yes, trusts him. Maybe even loves him, in a 
  headlong and impetuous kind of way; flashes of memory of competition, and 
  chases, and arguments, and affection, flicker rapidly through her mind. But 
  these are all behind the _need_, first and foremost.> ** to Kai.
Ynderra continues to glow, vividly, lighting up the beach for several 
  wolf-jumps in both directions.

You sense in a locksend, Kai seems to cheer up a bit at that, growing 
  brighter.. all he's ever wanted is to love Yuri.. not to tie her down, but 
  to _share_ with her. Love, hunting, snuggles... as a friend.. he's known 
  Yuri for so long.. since he was a cub, so all he knows is her. Not in some 
  romantic sense, but as a sister, sort-of.

You locksend ** <No sisterly emotion, this, that radiates from her now: there 
  is only the strident _need_, calling for joining, and _now_.> ** to Kai.
Ynderra rolls gently back along the sandy earth, clutching you to her as she 
  tries twining every limb about you to bring you closer. The light pouring 
  off her casts odd shadows on the nearest trees, and sparkles along the pool 
  from which she'd been dragged.

Kai's own body feels the need, his hands still kneading, he kisses you again, 
  hungrily this time, he whines softly.

It takes a little effort for wet leathers to be removed, and cast aside along 
  the riverbank -- but not so much effort that the task is not quickly 
  accomplished. Oblivious to pebbles snagging in her hair, pressing against 
  her back, the maiden pours that light into you; it banishes weakness even as 
  it accentuates the ongoing _need_.

Kai's eyes light up even more as you finish, hands touching the revealed 
  flesh.. he kisses you as he can.. lips, along your jawline, to your ear, 
  where he nibbles gently with a small purr.

It does not take much effort, either -- or much time at all -- for Ynderra's 
  slim body to lose her in the outpouring of need, and of magic. Ardently, she 
  pulls you ever closer, enveloping you physically....

Kai is inexperienced, but gives all he has.. magically, physically.. and he 
  does his best to make up for his lack of epic ability.

You locksend ** <.... and with her mind and soul, too. On more levels than one 
  she wraps herself around you; her green-golden magic flares, blocking out 
  all else save your own answering power. Perhaps it's that flare, too, that 
  drives your magic up to a newer, higher pitch, but then, the flare allows no 
  room here for speculation....> ** to Kai.

Kai gasps.. and he finds that what he knew all along was true.. that he would 
  find fulfillment, in so many ways, with Ynderra. THat all he needed was her.
Kai locksends ** ... Yuri ... **

You locksend ** <There is only the union, inward and outward, Yuri and Dif 
  rushing together in two colliding waves. She answers you back, cognizant of 
  nothing else...> ** to Kai.

Kai locksends ** 
        *YuriDif* 
        *together*
 **

You locksend ** <... until at last, in an explosion of soundless light, there 
  is something else. A new shine, a product of the union, of 
  Yuri-Dif-Yuri-Dif-<repeated, endlessly, in reflecting and refracting 
  combination>. A new soul. _Cirr_.> ** to Kai.

[Scene change. The newly-mated pair rests for a time, before Kai
 realizes that Ynderra needs fresh clothes, and he isn't sure he can get
 her easily back to the Holt himself. So he runs off for clothes, leaving
 Mirrormoons to guard his elf-friend...]

WindStorm comes from the river and walks towards you.
WindStorm has arrived.
WindStorm travels east into the woods.
WindStorm has left.
WindStorm comes from the river and walks towards you.
WindStorm has arrived.
WindStorm stops a moment, seeing you. He is unsure about whether he should 
  say anything or not. He walks by you, wondering if you see him.

Mirrormoons sees WindStorm before his elf does, and he whines, happy to see 
  someone else come help him guard. Ynderra lies curled up by her wolf, 
  looking exhausted; her leathers, and her black curly hair, are damp.

WindStorm halts again, and turns to stride over by Mirrormoons. He crouches 
  and scratches the wolf behind his ears. Still not saying anything, he takes 
  a seat nearby, looking over the elfmaiden who remains beautiful regardless 
  of the condition of her clothing.

Mirrormoons licks at the scritching fingers, and as he does, Ynderra stirs, 
  groggily. Her arms have curled about her belly where she lies, and there is 
  a hint of a glimmer playing across her form.

WindStorm sends lightly, ** Ynderra... **
** ... it's WindStorm. **

Ynderra's eyes fly open, unseeingly. Looking stunned, she stares into space, 
  for a moment, before she looks dazedly around. "Wh..."

WindStorm sends openly ** I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. It's 
  just...well, I haven't really made myself present to you lately. I saw you 
  laying there, and thought I would stick around to watch out for you. ** **
WindStorm adds, ** Your hair and leathers, they're wet...? **

Ynderra blinkblinkblinks several times, and starts to sit up, slowly. "I... I 
  fell into the pool... Kai, Strongbow..." Then she trails off, and fixes a 
  huge, liquid gaze on you.

WindStorm moves over to your side, and removes his vest, placing it around 
  your shoulders. ** I hope you're not cold. Ynderra, what's wrong? Can I 
  help? **

Ynderra blurts a little dazedly, "Kai went for dry clothes... I-I-I don't 
  think he could carry me..." She then blinks at you, turns crimson with a 
  sudden memory, and squeaks out, "I'm sorry you're gonna be mad I didn't tell 
  you...!"

WindStorm blinks, and shakes his head a bit. "Wha--? Woah! You're all 
  flustered. What is it, 'Derra?"

Ynderra huddles under the blessedly dry vest, arms still draped around her 
  belly. In a rush, she rambles, "Howl night, last Howl, I-I-I-I wanted to 
  join with you and Kai b-b-b-but you didn't come, and then I Recognized Kai 
  and it was scary and we've been sick for days a-a-and I wanted to come take 
  a bath but I fell in the water and Kai and Strongbow got me out and--" Quite 
  suddenly, then, she cuts off, and her already wide eyes go even wider. And 
  she finishes, thunderstruck, "Cub. I'm... gonna have a cub."

WindStorm stumbles backward and catches himself by leaning on a rock. He 
  freezes almost instantly, motionlessly staring straight ahead. He had heard 
  about the recognition, mainly the cause of his being so distant lately. 
  However, the news of the cub-on-the-way strikes him with a blow harder than 
  he thinks he can bear.

Ynderra, as soon as you stagger up and back, wilts, and her eyes brim over 
  with tears. "Mad," she mumbles.

WindStorm stammers, "N-no... I-I didn't think... Not mad... p-please"

Myriel arrives from the south.
Myriel has arrived.

He turns to you again, eyes glossy. He doesn't appear to know why he's 
  feeling this way. "'Derra, dear. Please don't cry... why-- why would you 
  think I would be mad?"

Mirrormoons squirms around a little, whffing at his elf-friend, as Ynderra 
  looks liquidly up at WindStorm. Both of them, as Myriel approaches, look 
  quite overwrought.

Ynderra sniffles a little, and says, voice tiny and plaintive, "You *sniffle* 
  'n' Kai don't talk much an-and I w-wanted everything to b-be alright...."

Myriel stalks her sister. :)

Mirrormoons flicks an ear around in Myriel's direction. Whurf?

Myriel slips into view slowly, quietly, watching, but saying nothing.

WindStorm appears more upset that Ynderra is teary. He quickly puts an arm 
  around her shoulders, offering his own shoulder to lean on. "But, I don't 
  really KNOW Kai at all. I-...didn't know you knew how I felt about you. Did 
  you...? I just don't know what to make of all this. Please, don't cry. I 
  only want to make you feel alright."

Myriel watches quietly.

WindStorm to Myriel, "She-- she's exhausted, and upset. VERY upset. I-I don't 
  know what to do...?"

Ynderra, at WindStorm's words about feelings, blinkblinks damply at him once 
  more. Then, as his attention diverts, she turns her head. For a long moment 
  she stares huge-eyedly at her twin, the mumbles to no one in particular, 
  "I'm... going to have a cub."

Myriel giggles, smiles, and nods at her sister, stepping closer. "I dare say 
  you will."
Myriel turns to WindStorm. "Don't know what to do about what?"

Ynderra stares dazedly down at her still-wet belly, touching a hand to her 
  own skin. Now that Kai has gone -- back to the Holt for dry clothes -- she 
  shivers a little under WindStorm's vest.

WindStorm locksends ** H-how did you know the way I felt about you? I 
  shouldn't have been so obvious. I mean....y-you and Kai have been... a long 
  time. And... how you felt? I didn't know... <he places a hand on top of the 
  hand she placed on her belly> And now...? How do YOU feel? How do you feel 
  NOW? **
WindStorm seems very concerned as he locksends.

Myriel steps up beside her sister, and whispers something.

Ynderra looks up at WindStorm once again. Her slight frame, touched -- and to 
  her twin sister, without touching -- can be felt to virtually crackle with 
  healing magic; in the darkness, she even glows a little. "'MScared," she 
  mumbles, aloud.

Myriel whispers "Did it, huh?"

You locksend to WindStorm, Ynderra starts to send, a disjointed jumble: 
  memory of her mind sinking into yours when she healed you, a certain 
  sensitivity to your thoughts that has remained within her... her sending, 
  too, glows, though likely not consciously.
Ynderra nods, vaguely, towards Myriel, slumping tiredly against WindStorm's 
  shoulder.

WindStorm not knowing at all what to do in a situation such as this, simply 
  kisses the top of 'Derras head, and continues to hold her shivering form 
  against himself.

Myriel snugs Ynderra, and nuzzles just a tad, she whispers, a little louder, 
  grinning, "You'll be fine."

WindStorm whispers, though loud enough for both to hear, "Come, 'derra. I'll 
  help you back to your den."

Myriel locksends ** Why are you WET? You're making ME cold! **

WindStorm nods to Myriel, motioning for her to help him on the other side.

Myriel slips around, gladly.

Ynderra nods unsteadily to her sister and WindStorm; she seems insubstantial 
  as air as she is helped up, and she reels a little between the other two. 
  Her wolf yurfs, trying to help keep her upright. And, slowly, the dazed 
  maiden is helped back into the HOlt.

Myriel climbs up through the branches from below.
Myriel has arrived.

WindStorm takes 'Derra in both his arms and carefully carries her into the den.
WindStorm smiles at Myriel in thanks.
WindStorm vanishes through a green-and-gold door-hide into Ynderra's den.
WindStorm has left.

You crawl through the door-hide into...
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Contents:
WindStorm
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Myriel locksends **  Would you like me to stay, or go? **

You locksend ** I.... ** to Myriel.

WindStorm places you gently down on the pile of furs, placing a fur around you.

Myriel locksends ** I'll come in and stay with you, if thats what you want.... 
  **

You locksend to Myriel, Ynderra, plainly, is exhausted and overwhelmed; with 
  an old strength, her bond with you flickers, letting you see an extra... 
  _something_... to her presence. She clings to your sending tiredly, but 
  without much clarity.

WindStorm steps out to leave you in privacy, sending on the way...
WindStorm crawls out through the door-hide.
WindStorm has left.

You sense in a locksend, Myriel holds you tight, at least mentally. . . "I'll 
  keep you safe, Ynd..."

WindStorm locksends ** I will tell Kai where you are. **

Myriel crawls through the door-hide into the den.
Myriel has arrived.

WindStorm locksends ** Please get some sleep. Really, I-I'm not mad. I 
  understand, I think. You have to do what's right. I only hope that I can be 
  here to help you whenever you may need it. **

You locksend ** <A last flash from her. The mention of Kai makes her sending 
  flare, but not so much that another, subtler sensation -- awareness and need 
  of your presence -- is drowned out. But with that, she drops into exhausted 
  slumber.> ** to WindStorm.
Ynderra sits where Windstorm has left her, looking rather dazed, and swaying 
  under the fur he gently draped around her shoulders.

Myriel kneels beside you. "Shouldn't you get into something dry?"
Myriel starts to pull the fur off of you.

Ynderra blinks at you, and mumbles again, "I'm gonna have a cub. Boycub, Myr. 
  I'm gonna have a cub."

Myriel giggles and smiles, and starts undressing you. *Aye. And if the mother 
  is any indication, a very good looking one...*

Ynderra gives a huge yawn, then, and fumbles vaguely at her leathers. But her 
  sister's hands are defter than hers, right now, and eventually, the 
  black-haired maiden slumps over, spent. "Kai can't be sick 'n' WindStorm 
  can't be mad," she mumbles slurrily. Whether it's a statement or a plea is 
  tough to say.

Myriel works at your leathers until she gets you out of them. She looks 
  around, looking for possible replacements, but decides against, just pulling 
  a dry fur up over you.
Myriel leans down and whispers to you again... "It'll be okay soon, Ynderra..."

Ynderra murmurs something incoherent... but what it is is lost in her furs, as 
  she quickly drops into slumber.

[End log.]