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 Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2016 2:26 pm
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Forgotten's ears swiveled up as a buck approached her, head canting to the side. He looked... strange. Something about him was on the tip of her tongue.... something about ascensions or the other. Whatever it was, she had long forgotten it. All she knew, or, rather, felt, was that this buck was important. Straightening herself up, Forgotten came to a stop, blinking back at the question.
'May I help you?'
With what? Finding a den? Finding dinner? Ooo, a back rub would be nice....
"I don't know." She admitted, eyes drawn to his magnificent beard for a brief moment. "I've forgotten if I need help or not..."
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2016 9:22 pm
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Fish Bones stops and considers a moment, many things could go wrong, though for generations Kimeti had left their sacs for the swamp to raise and nurture. He wonders what mental and emotional damage that could do to this doe, should she forget one or more of her children, would she spend the rest of her life with a nagging feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach?
Pulling his thoughts back, Fish Bones gives her a soft smile. "First, I would suggest you find an herbalist. There may be some plant or other that can help with your memory." he says, wondering if she'd even remeber. Maybe he'll find a way to check up on her later, at least if there is such an herb.
"May your children be happy and healthy." he says, silently adding and full of memories. That felt too much like a slap in the face to say aloud, but if something could be done to help her, surely the MotherFather would answer that.
Duty done he resumes walking again, leading her to a cozy nest, a soft lemur already curled inside and snoring. "Hope you won't mind sharing?"
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Always Forgotten padded through the swamp with an eagerness. Sure, she couldn't remember anything longer then a few hours at best unless it was repeated over and over, but somewhere deep inside she felt a need to protect that slightly swollen belly she supported. She knew of the events that occurred up to the swollen belly, but each time she made a realization that she was pregnant the memory would fade away within hours and she was at square one again.
