Shaytan is a wretched mother - just ask the dead black thing, and Sayaa, the only life she’s ever created (as opposed to destroyed, which she kind of does on a semi-regular basis). The bear goes trundling off at a stallion’s beck and call, and that leaves the Priestess with the girl. While the flame climb high into the smoke-dark (or is it just dark-dark?) sky, she basks in its glow, completely forgetting her responsibility until she opens her eyes, and the girl is no longer there.
Ughhhhhh. She’s torn between staying with her precious tree, and going after the stupid thing. Her teeth gnaw at the inside of her mouth as she fidgets with indecision. Eventually she snorts and takes off into the trees, convincing herself that Straia would want her to save an actual life, and be a hero. Yes, that’s it. She’ll be a hero!
She follows the smell of the Chamber-girl (never really realizing that she doesn’t know it’s name, she is just that girl in her mind), deeper into the land and away from the fighting. The storm that came through has made the ground muddy, and her tracks are easy to follow, even though she has a decent head start on the spotted mare. A faint ’Hellooooo?” echoes back towards the tracker, and rather than answer back, she simply turns and alters her course to follow the voice. Her ears fall back towards her head a little in annoyance, because this was clearly taking her away from her real, more important job. No one would ever volunteer Shay as the first choice of babysitter.
The girl comes into sight, and Shaytan (instead of muttering), talks loud enough for her to hear. “You shouldn’t run away like that. It isn’t safe right now. What are you, stupid or something?”
shaytan
when people run in circles, it's a very, very mad world