anyone;

[Naga]

breaking waves of change

She felt heavy, though, she was chubby and compact anyway, she felt heavy in the heart. She wondered if she had stepped up too quickly in the forest. Nayl seemed less than pleased with her doing so, and for that she felt  bad. The last thing she needed was to have a fellow sister dislike her for the wrong reasons. She signed, what was she going to do. She knew if she did not do well in a year, that the sisters would overthrow her, though she was going to try to be as good a queen as she possibly could be. She wishes she could shift into her panther form and climb the tallest tree and let her mind rest....but of course, she could not.

She pushed along, trying not to drag her feet, as her mind dragged her down. She was nervous. She couldn't let them down. As she lifted her head and took a look around the now slushy meadow, her green eyes picked out the smokey painted coat of Nayl. She perked her ears and started toward her, a humble smile spread across her dark lips. She nickered with a pleasant tone, her words sincere.

"Nayl, I didn't think I'd run into you here. I wanted to say I am sorry."

She lowered her head respectfully, and raised it again so to meet Nayl's eyes with sincerity.

"If I made a bad impression the other day, I am sorry. I just did what I thought was right at the time before all the sisters began to fight over the past. I did not think I would upset you. I know you must mistrust me since you do not know me well. I wanted to get to know you better, and for you to get to know me better, since we started off on the wrong hoof. Let's try this again?

She meant it, and she did not mean to upset Nayl. What was done was done, she couldn't change it now, all she could do was try to make a mends with her. Naga was not power hungry, nor was she pushy or abrasive. If only Nayl had known her before the jungle was lost. She was a dedicated sister, a beloved friend to many, a playful babysitter to the children of the jungle, and a loving mother. She wished she could have seen her playing hide and go seek with Draconis when she was just a few weeks old, or telling stories of her youth to Imogin. She wished she could have met her twin deer shifting daughters, Iluna and Eirwen, they would have liked her. There was so much she didn't know about our dark lady, and so much of Nayl that Naga did not know...

Maybe there was still hope for her to grow to like our feline girl.

Naga