She had passed out in the Hunt God's arm as he had started to heal her and bring her back from her insanity. Larka didn't remember anything of being brought back to the Temple, Zanar had helped her find her way, but after that darkness had taken her. That had been for the better, as Larka's body had been pushed too far in her murderous rampage through the jungle. Broken bones that had ignored and made worse, broken ribs, cuts and gashes all over and internal issues caused by her overtaxed body from her Reaver and Berserker powers running full at the same time. That was a combination that wasn't supposed to ever happen, Larka had long thought that Berserker side of her was gone, but she had been wrong.
Larka was in darkness for some time but as her body was healed her mind started to as well. Memories of her past, happy ones, became dreams in her mind as she relived them one by one. Lilith and their kids, her Reaver family after that, for she had had good times with them, females she had laid with in the time before she met Celeste. Celeste of course from there, and soon their reunion, and then meeting Akira, and their adoption of the little fox girl.
How long Larka was out for she had no idea, but soon she started to stir as she was waking slowly, her body ached in stiffness but not from wounds. She was fully healed. She groaned slightly as her mind started to wake and her eyes saw the light coming in from her eyelids, still shut and hiding her grey eyes.
Larka groaned again as her eyes fluttered and slowly opened, squinting at the bright light as they adjusted slowly. She went to move her hand and found it had something in it, she squeezed, it was fleshy, a hand! Larka forced her eyes open more and the silhouette that she over her was familiar, shadowed against the back lighting and her eyes still blurry. Her first thought was Lirin was watching over her.
But as Larka's eyes came into better focus and adjusted more to the light her eyes went wide at the face staring at her. ”Ce.. Celeste?” Larka questioned unbelieving of her eyes. ”Is this tu Theneras” She asked, asking if it was a dream. She blinked a few times and glanced to the side, Lirin was there watching, she squeezed Celeste's hand still holding hers. No, this was no dream. Larka's eyes welled up and she threw herself at Celeste wrapping her arm around her wife in a tight hug. ”Ma vhenan, ir abelas, ir abelas, ir abelas.” She sobbed as she held Celeste close before pulling back enough to kiss Celeste, confirming for sure that this was real at the return kiss, she placed her forehead to Celeste's. ”Ar lath, ar lath.”
After a moment something finally seemed to click into Larka's mind as she looked to Celeste, then to Lirin for a moment offering her sister in law a smile and then looked back to Celeste again. ”H… how is this possible? Where are we?” She asked, voice cracking from being dry and hoarse from all her yelling and screaming, that hadn't been magically healed it seemed but that was fine.