70. Kaya
Kaya
I sat there talking with my brother. We changed the topic because I didn't want to keep talking about my feelings. "Isa had the baby." I felt my mouth turn up. I was smiling. "So, do I have a niece or nephew?" "You have a niece, and do you want to know what we named her?" "Tell me." "We named her after you. Her name is Kaya." I felt a tear roll down my face, but it was not out of sadness. It was joy. I surprised myself just moments ago. I thought I would and wanted to die of the pain of losing my den, but now I was literally crying for joy.
"This is such wonderful news, Quill." "I agree; I can't wait for you to meet her." "When are you blessing her." A blessing is something every child gets when they are a baby in the North. Everyone in the pack comes, lays hands on the baby, and asks the Goddess to bless the child. Then there is a big feast. "We are doing it in a few days. I wish you were able to be here for it." "Me too, but I will offer you a blessing. I will ask the Goddess to bless my niece. I won't be there to put hands on her, at least not yet, but I can ask the Goddess to bless her." "Thanks, sis."
We didn't talk much after that other than me learning that my niece Kaya is a good eater and sleeps well. She apparently was a good baby. I finished talking to him, and then I mind-linked my mother. "Kaya honey, you are okay." I smiled. I could feel her warmth from here. "I will be," I assured her. I knew she had been worried. According to Quill, she kept crying, but my mother was an emotional person. She felt things deeply. Whether that be joy, fear, or sadness, she felt it all and deeply. "Good, I can't believe this happened to you. I am just so glad you are awake now. Cade must have been out of his mind with worry." I didn't respond but looked at my mate, who passed out in the chair.
"How are my sisters and baby brother?" "Oh, they are fine; we didn't tell the girls what was going on because we didn't know what was going to happen, so they have just been asking why I am always crying, and I told them I would tell them when I knew what the outcome would be. They will be happy to not see me crying anymore." I smiled, thinking about the girls' relieved faces when Mom told them there would be no more crying. This is just what I needed to talk to my family. They always would make me feel better. If I leaned into Cade, it would be like that.
I had given him the cold shoulder since I had woken up and pushed him away, and he was just trying to keep my mind busy. He was trying to keep me alive and not freaking out. "You need to speak with your dad. He almost left to come down there. I told him he needed to stay because of the storms and that if he came, he could not do anything besides sit and wait." "I will mind link him, Mom." "Please do it now, Kaya; you can mind link me later." "Okay, I love you mom." "I love you too, my dear daughter."
I took a breath and connected to my dad. "Dad?" He didn't respond for a long while. "Dad." I mind-linked him again. "Kaya, you are okay?" "I am getting there." "I am going to kill that mate of yours." "Dad, it was not his fault." "He should have already found who did this to you. The culprits should be dead. This should not have even happened in the first place, and as soon as the storms pass, I am coming down there and going to give him a piece of my mind." "Dad, it is alright. I am alright, and Cade did everything he could have thought of to prevent this." He had installed industrial doors with a retina scan. I really don't think he could have done more.
"I won't hurt him because he means something to you, but you can tell him and whoever else I think he is a piece of shit. He should have prevented this." "Dad, you are not being fair." "I am a parent. I don't have to be fair." I giggled. He said that a lot growing up, and in this context, it was funny. My father, of course, didn't know that I had giggled. "Kaya, you promise me you won't wallow; you will pull yourself up, stay busy, and lean into your mate. You will and have to get past this." "Yes, Dad, I will." "Good. Tell me what you are doing for the next few weeks, so I know you have a plan."
"I am hunting tomorrow." "Good, and then?" "Cade was talking about doing three separate classes for teaching sign language to the pack." "Yes, I think that is necessary. Everyone in Crescent Moon knows how to sign. We all learned when you loss your hearing, you know a pack supports one another." "I know, Dad." "Good, what else?" "I will do normal Luna stuff, settling feuds and helping with training." "Yes, from what I hear, they can't fight." "Dad, don't insult my pack."
"Just saying Southerners are soft." "Dad." "Fine, yes, teach them to be better. Make them as tough as the north wind." I smiled again. "Oh, and I am going to learn to quilt." "What is that?" "Making blankets with fabric that is not fur or leather." "Interesting." "Once I get good, I will make you one. How about that?" "I think I will stick with fur." "Fine, your loss." We talked for a while, mostly making me repeat my plans over and over, making sure I was going to follow through. The laundry beeped, and I knew it was time to change the load.
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