
Blood Like Ice stood alone in the clearing, her breath curling into the cold night air. She flicked her ear, listening.. nothing there. No wind, no rustling leaves. Just the silence.
Something in her chest felt tight. A weight she couldnt name. She had heard stories of blessings before. Whispers of something unseen, something watching. A presence that arrived in its own time, never called, never rushed.
The doe lowered her head slightly, her hooves pressing into the ground. Would it come to her? Was it already here, hidden in the dark?
She swallowed, her throat dry.
"I am ready.." her thought was firm, but doubt lingered at its edges. Was she? The words echoed in her mind, but did she truly believe them? She wanted to be. She wanted to give strength, to give her kids a future where they can be happy. She wanted them to have warmth and safety.
Blood Like Ice took a slow breath, pushing all negative thoughts away. She couldnt allow fear to take over. Whatever came, she would face it.
The doe lifted her head, whispering "please guid me", her gaze steady as she waited.