Faith Eliza Cord
Four Thousand Club
"I can drive," Sheena continues to bristle at Andrea's statement, though it is diplomatically worded. She crosses her arms, her jaw set stubbornly as she repeats, "That car was weird or something. I know how to drive."
But when Andrea leans closer to her, speaking to her softly in a tone meant only for her to hear, she relaxes, if only a little. Sometimes it was difficult for her to remember that this was true, that she COULD ask for help now, and it would be given to her, that most of the pack would not resent it. She was so used to having to work so hard to get everything she needed just to survive, to doing everything she could to prove herself worthy and capable and as strong as a man, let alone other women, that she often had difficulty admitting when she didn't know something, regardless of how obvious it was to everyone else.
It seems clear to her that Andrea is uncomfortable with Claire's tears, as much as Sheena herself, and Sheena turns to her, whispering into her ear. "If we can...that outing...you wanna go tonight? Give us both a break a while? Don't worry, I won't drive," she added quickly. "We can walk or whatever."
Then it dawns on her that Caroline will need her help again when she shifts, and she sighs. "Dammit...forgot Caro...never mind. Um...maybe...oh! If we leave her here with Claire a while, maybe we can go out now? Unless you just want to relax here...or..." Then she remembers about the issue with Caroline and the missing child posters and sighs again. "Never mind...damn it!"
Not sure of what to make of Claire yet, Caroline is hesitant to step towards her until she has first sought reassurance from Sheena. She slides slowly onto the barstool beside her, peeking at her sideways before informing her, again not trying to be rude, just observing, "Your nose is running."
She watches Claire eat for a few more minutes before the girl mentions changing, and how it is fun. Caroline's eyes grow large, and she adamantly shakes her head in response to this. "No it is not! It's not fun at all! It hurts really bad and it makes me have to be naked and gross, and I hate it! How come you LIKE it?"
But when Andrea leans closer to her, speaking to her softly in a tone meant only for her to hear, she relaxes, if only a little. Sometimes it was difficult for her to remember that this was true, that she COULD ask for help now, and it would be given to her, that most of the pack would not resent it. She was so used to having to work so hard to get everything she needed just to survive, to doing everything she could to prove herself worthy and capable and as strong as a man, let alone other women, that she often had difficulty admitting when she didn't know something, regardless of how obvious it was to everyone else.
It seems clear to her that Andrea is uncomfortable with Claire's tears, as much as Sheena herself, and Sheena turns to her, whispering into her ear. "If we can...that outing...you wanna go tonight? Give us both a break a while? Don't worry, I won't drive," she added quickly. "We can walk or whatever."
Then it dawns on her that Caroline will need her help again when she shifts, and she sighs. "Dammit...forgot Caro...never mind. Um...maybe...oh! If we leave her here with Claire a while, maybe we can go out now? Unless you just want to relax here...or..." Then she remembers about the issue with Caroline and the missing child posters and sighs again. "Never mind...damn it!"
Not sure of what to make of Claire yet, Caroline is hesitant to step towards her until she has first sought reassurance from Sheena. She slides slowly onto the barstool beside her, peeking at her sideways before informing her, again not trying to be rude, just observing, "Your nose is running."
She watches Claire eat for a few more minutes before the girl mentions changing, and how it is fun. Caroline's eyes grow large, and she adamantly shakes her head in response to this. "No it is not! It's not fun at all! It hurts really bad and it makes me have to be naked and gross, and I hate it! How come you LIKE it?"