Healer, Healer, Fight For Me.
Life here in Celestial was, honestly, just as wonderful as she hoped it would be. She had a home now, a place to sleep and wolves she could call family. She had already met a few of them, and they were all very friendly and welcoming. She finally felt like she belonged somewhere, and it was a feeling she missed. It was a feeling she hadn't had since before her brother had left her. Oh, and she hadn't thought of her brother in such a long time. But now, in the warmth and safety of her own little alcove in the great Celestial family den, it was impossible to keep him from entering her mind at least a little. Where was he? Had he found a place where he belonged, too? She was upset at him for abandoning her, of course she was. But she still loved him. She still wanted what was best for him.
Before her thoughts could wander much further in that direction, she heard a soft call in the familiar voice that always managed to bring a gentle smile to her face. She stood and left the den, shaking herself out a bit as she met the brisk morning air. It was a beautiful morning indeed, leaves and grasses practically shimmering with dew. She looked around a bit but did not linger long; her alpha had called for her and she did not want to delay him further. She loped easily in the direction of the call, finding the crimson man standing by the boulder he had brought her to but a few short days ago. She smiled brightly as he came in sight, and slowed her pace to approach him. "Good morning, Regulus," she said cheerfully, still standing before him because she had to admit she liked that they were a little bit closer in height when his haunches were settled upon the ground. "You called for me?" the woman said, tilting her head gently as she waited for her alpha to tell her what he needed of her.
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