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At Long Long Last



Asheni


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04-23-2013, 01:31 PM
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Asheni had not seen nor had she spoken with Crusade or Cifer in a very long time, a season, perhaps more? She had yet to speak to Cifer personally at all. It was selfish of her, yes she knew and she was trying, trying so very hard to radiate that air of innocence and jubilee that had surrounded her for so long. She would be fine. She would be fine. She was happy, no, exuberant for her two most precious people. They had formed an unbreakable bond and no matter how much it wounded her, she would never show it, never tell them.

She would be fine. She would be fine. The lie had become her mantra or so it seemed.

She paced through Glaciem, her pads taking her to Crusade's den. She was Glaciem's lead healer, it was her responsibility to see that Crusade and Cifer's pups were well and healthy. Void of any abnormalities or disease and to be truthful even if it had not been her job, she would have gone to see them regardless. Crusade and Cifer were everything too her. They always had been and they always would be, but they wounded her, albeit neither knew it, but they did. She paused a safe distance away and gathered her wits about her, forcing herself to focus. She pulled her maw into a fierce smile, wiggled her tail incessantly behind her and forced the never-ending abundance of light into her cerulean blue eyes.

She set off at a gallop, limber legs eating away the snow beneath her as she raced the last short distance to Crusade's den. She gave an animated bark when she lingered several feet away alerting Crusade to her presence. It had been a long while since she had seen her sister. Her head appeared in the opening of her den, but she did not enter, gaze immediately falling to the little bundles of life that suckled greedily for food. Asheni's heart skipped several beats. "Oh Crusade! They are beautiful! Might I come in?" her voice ever happy, ever joyous, filled with laughter rung through the small space with a gentle softness, not wanting to frighten the new life.






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