The day of battle came rather quickly,many a woman would be helping her warrior prepare for event, and the air held expectations, excitement and so many other emotions. Sometimes it is a double edged sword for women, we are proud of our men for their courage and honor. But yet at the same time there is that fear that settles in the pit of your stomach of them not returning, because no matter how confident we are we are also realist, we know that some men will die on the battle field and some will survive their injuries only to die upon their return. It is a familiar sight for some of us and I know for others this is their first time going thru it.
Garyx is no exception I know that he is just as excited about this, the rush of adrenaline that will touch him he looks forward to the way his heart and blood rush with the thought of victory over the Turians, the gleam in his eyes that all warriors get as they prepare. I do not let on that I also worry if he will return or not , there are no tears and no words that would bring anything negative to him, only the positive that he will return and they will be victorious over the Turians, he knows that this is not the spex talking because all know I will not give an outcome of any battle or who will live or die, because to reveal this would only cause them to try and change what is already written in the skies. I can only give my blessing and encouragement. Though that did not mean I would not hold him tighter to me than I usually would when he left , inhaling his scent and listening to his heartbeat that beat so close to mine almost as if one. No weakness would be shown not even from a Tuchuk woman. I would only smile and speak of my love for him and of course to tell him to beat the hell out of those Turians and show them why they should still fear the mighty Tuchuk warriors. That of course brought that rare smile to his lips. For each of us if things were to go bad that is what would be etched upon our hearts and minds. That last glimpse of each other.
All to soon he was off with the others, in place was the commander who spoke with an authority that only came from age and experience. Father did not take part in this battle, he had already shown the Turians they could be defeated, he said it was time for the young ones to do this one he would protect the wagons with others. I understood his words. He wanted the young warriors to do this without being compared to him, but I am sure the next time he will ride with him, I could see that he really wanted to be in that fray.
I stood with him out on the plains listening to the sounds of the night from where we were you could hear the war cry of the tuchuks echo in the air, the ferocity of it made me smile, yes, the ground would have its thirst quenched tonight. The grasses would embrace rivulets of blood to shimmer in a cloak of crimson. The ground seemed to vibrate with the battle, the sound of blades singing in the air drifted all around the plains, arrows hissed in the air, all the sounds of battle played like a symphony. Father asked me a question as we listened, I spoke the answer to him softly and I saw that smile of pride rush across his scarred face. I could see that he was pleased and proud of our young Ubar and the commanders and warriors that fought out there. "The injured are being brought back" I stated to him, it was then we each moved closer to the wagons to help where we were needed, he would direct who would be taken where a she knew that Cana and Kaeli would be awaiting news, they along with Falon and Silk would be waiting to tend the injured, times like this all the people banded together to help where needed as all Tuchuk were taught from a young age simple first aid in order to help with the wounded after battle. we as a people knew what it took to survive, just as we the people knew we could not survive without each other.
The night would be long as we all worked to take care of everyone, I did not make it to the main fire where we had camped but I had been kept updated by some of the slaves how each of the men were doing, and how Cana and Kaeli were doing given their men were injured severely. I took note of many things and I spoke to Odval softly as I headed to my wagon late into the night, there was something I wished to do for them but it would take time and thought, she nodded and would speak to the others. I would pause to check on Batukahn , so far he was unchanged but it was only a matter of time.
I checked on Garyx wounds and saw the fine job that was done on his care, he teased that they were taking wagers on if I would remove them and redo them. He had enough of my signature marks on him and not everyone had those, father had one. Fonce had one and Garyx had three.
All was good in the world, the Tuchuks were victorious.
Garyx is no exception I know that he is just as excited about this, the rush of adrenaline that will touch him he looks forward to the way his heart and blood rush with the thought of victory over the Turians, the gleam in his eyes that all warriors get as they prepare. I do not let on that I also worry if he will return or not , there are no tears and no words that would bring anything negative to him, only the positive that he will return and they will be victorious over the Turians, he knows that this is not the spex talking because all know I will not give an outcome of any battle or who will live or die, because to reveal this would only cause them to try and change what is already written in the skies. I can only give my blessing and encouragement. Though that did not mean I would not hold him tighter to me than I usually would when he left , inhaling his scent and listening to his heartbeat that beat so close to mine almost as if one. No weakness would be shown not even from a Tuchuk woman. I would only smile and speak of my love for him and of course to tell him to beat the hell out of those Turians and show them why they should still fear the mighty Tuchuk warriors. That of course brought that rare smile to his lips. For each of us if things were to go bad that is what would be etched upon our hearts and minds. That last glimpse of each other.
All to soon he was off with the others, in place was the commander who spoke with an authority that only came from age and experience. Father did not take part in this battle, he had already shown the Turians they could be defeated, he said it was time for the young ones to do this one he would protect the wagons with others. I understood his words. He wanted the young warriors to do this without being compared to him, but I am sure the next time he will ride with him, I could see that he really wanted to be in that fray.
I stood with him out on the plains listening to the sounds of the night from where we were you could hear the war cry of the tuchuks echo in the air, the ferocity of it made me smile, yes, the ground would have its thirst quenched tonight. The grasses would embrace rivulets of blood to shimmer in a cloak of crimson. The ground seemed to vibrate with the battle, the sound of blades singing in the air drifted all around the plains, arrows hissed in the air, all the sounds of battle played like a symphony. Father asked me a question as we listened, I spoke the answer to him softly and I saw that smile of pride rush across his scarred face. I could see that he was pleased and proud of our young Ubar and the commanders and warriors that fought out there. "The injured are being brought back" I stated to him, it was then we each moved closer to the wagons to help where we were needed, he would direct who would be taken where a she knew that Cana and Kaeli would be awaiting news, they along with Falon and Silk would be waiting to tend the injured, times like this all the people banded together to help where needed as all Tuchuk were taught from a young age simple first aid in order to help with the wounded after battle. we as a people knew what it took to survive, just as we the people knew we could not survive without each other.
The night would be long as we all worked to take care of everyone, I did not make it to the main fire where we had camped but I had been kept updated by some of the slaves how each of the men were doing, and how Cana and Kaeli were doing given their men were injured severely. I took note of many things and I spoke to Odval softly as I headed to my wagon late into the night, there was something I wished to do for them but it would take time and thought, she nodded and would speak to the others. I would pause to check on Batukahn , so far he was unchanged but it was only a matter of time.
I checked on Garyx wounds and saw the fine job that was done on his care, he teased that they were taking wagers on if I would remove them and redo them. He had enough of my signature marks on him and not everyone had those, father had one. Fonce had one and Garyx had three.
All was good in the world, the Tuchuks were victorious.
