Just Another Day

Chena sat in silence as she resumed her knitting, her thoughts racing through her mind.

"Did she understand?" asked her mate as he crawled through her door.

"I hope so," Chena sighed and glared at him. "I don't particularly like to threaten cubs, Varuk."

"Neither do I, but she's our only hope to put an end to it," Varuk said softly. "Our southern clans no longer wish to talk. The northern Sylvan don't care. We need help from someone who knows how to talk to them."

"Oh, yes, great chance of the Sylvans listening to a cub they banished for breaking their strictest law! We'd better off to use her accumulated knowledge of the five to win the war. Now she's more likely to be put to death for further insubordination," Chena vented.

"Not if my little Innugati can help it, her kind has helped us for centuries," Varuk said as he gestured with one hand. "Maybe she can help us guide the Sylvans back to the fae and we can be a peaceful and united people once again."

"I don't know," Chena shook her head. "The Sylvans took more after Father Koru than Mother Yiki. Mother Yiki taught us to respect the fae. Father Koru hated them. I don't think they'll be that willing."

"I know," Varuk nodded. "It's okay if not all come back. Just enough to bring us together. This isn't how we were meant to be."

"Maybe it was?" Chena shrugged. "Humans are one of the worst to bicker and squabble, not much better than kobolds, and for whatever reason we were given their form as a secondary. Time will tell."

Varuk fell silent and they sat together quietly as Chena worked on her knitting and Varuk began to whittle.