Warm Hearts

"Listen to me talk," 'but read my thoughts.'

The young woman was in thought. Autumn had come, and there was still no chosen date for the wedding with Leo. Not that Svetlana minded this too much -- she wanted to make sure everything was done right, no matter how long it took. She knew that there were other things to consider as well. Leo was an alpha, for one, and was also helping his family out. She knew that Amalia and Athena, a pair of femmes, had needed his help to produce a litter. It was something Svetlana had encouraged him to do upon being asked, and was glad that they could be of assistance to the two faes.

It was sometime after knowing Leo had helped them that Svetlana had decided she wanted to meet the two. Perhaps one on one, so she could get to know them better. She had learned that Amalia was actually Leo’s sister, and the fact had actually made her even more excited. She was becoming part of a bigger family once more, and the pain of losing her own was truly beginning to ebb away.

Though Svetlana knew she had only herself to blame for the loss of her kin. She could have remained with them, but had chosen not to. She had needed some time, and in the end a whole different world had opened up for her. Such was life. It took you down roads you’d never expect you’d take.

Svetlana would move with Korrin at her side through the lands of Fiori. It occurred to her just how little she knew of the people there, and it saddened her. She really needed to step her game up with interacting with others.

Pausing by a hot spring the femme would look to her companion. The runty polar fox had seemed to grow on the idea of her and Leo being a couple. For that Svet was grateful. The fox had certainly matured quite a bit, as well as helped her mature too. They were two parts of each other.