love is where they are

Gaia's thoughts couldn't seem to part from the thoughts she'd shared with Voltage not so long ago. She tried to ignore them, but they were so much easier to mull over than her memories of Illie and Current. She'd allowed Freewing to lead her over the prairie, she'd smelled all the new blooming flowers and even caught a couple of field mice with Freewing's help. Gaia felt better, but the nights were still cold, and she couldn't shake the feeling of loss that always seemed to loom over her. She was taking a nap now, her tiny form curled comfortably beneath the tree she had come to favor during their time in the dryer part of the territory. Freewing sat comfortably between her shoulder blades as the sun passed overhead during the noontime hour. The day was beautiful, and it was a perfect time for a little mid-day sleep.
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