Lucina Vordt

The Spider / Little Sister / Trouble ♥

History

It was to be another outing of many which but this foray into the wilds would cause a dramatic change. The suddenness that it happened was something which the young kit could not comprehend or prepare for. Within an instant her mother was thought dead. Lucina found her world shifting dramatically- with her sister Jalia trying her best to raise both the youngest Vordt and the middle sister Alvina. Sadly, Alvina would leave naught but a few years later with Jalia abandoning the village and her sister for life outside of the woodland. With nobody left to carry on the position of chieftess, Lucina would be forced into a position of authority and begin her training in earnest. The tribe needed to press forward, and the young kit would shoulder this burden. This period of adjustment, of such loss and abandonment, was a shock to the young girl and took a distinct toll upon her. The time to grieve was not given to her and some would say that the kind and joyful girl was lost.. lost for the needs of the tribe.Perhaps if the story had ended there, if the trauma had stopped then, Lucina would have grown to become a strong and powerful leader. The woman had done her best to prove herself and tended dutifully to her grandmother, the current matriarch, with all the love and doting she could give. Even with the unforgiving life afforded to her in her childhood, Lucina was an innocent girl at heart and clung to her kind nature to try and get through the turmoil. After all, it was best for the tribe.. wasn't it? The needs of the many outweigh the needs of one, or so she had once been told...And then life decided to take another direction for the Veena, the return of one said to be her mother. The tribe would celebrate the arrival of their savior and throw feasts at the good fortune which befell them. Cast aside once more was Lucina- her care and efforts forgotten in an instant There was not an ounce of love spent upon the kit. Perhaps Hilja had other pressures to attend.. perhaps there was some resentment toward Lucina? Nobody can say for certain, but the woman was cold to her daughter- distant and uncaring. When the chieftess died it was Hilja who would take up the mantle with many rejoicing their good fortunes. Some would speculate that Lucina was taught hatred that day.The Veena took a home on the outskirts of the village and spoke little to those around her. She would never take to mating and those of her tribe that did see her foraging noted that the woman seemed to have fallen to madness. Lucina would oft speak to herself and had taken to adorning her home with the various corpses of wildlife which hung from string about every overhang and the various gnarled and dying trees which sat outside of her ramshackle home. At times there would be small gifts left outside the other huts- shining stones and various concocted sweets. Perhaps she was lonely? Maybe she was seeking to find someone who would care for her, but the villagers thought her a curse upon them. They never made efforts to reach out and the gifts would eventually stop appearing upon doorsteps.Eventually, Lucina would leave the village. The few still surviving that saw her reported the woman carried meager belongings hefted upon shoulders and that the she giggled as a child might, with tears streaming down her cheeks and sobs cutting through the laughter. A few days later a strange illness took the lives of many within the village. Nearly all were taken hold by fever and horrid pallor which left them weak and unable to speak, suffering and convulsing, until their lungs would fill with fluid and choke off their air.. bringing them to the embrace of darkness.

The End