Heart to heart

After confessing his feelings to Razor the other had… he’d died. Alfred had distanced himself again without meaning to after his death. He had hardly noticed that Roza was gone either… he wasn’t himself. Even Koron sensed it, and the fox gave a small whine as she tried to rouse the youth. Some days it seemed like Alfie was just on auto pilot and it was a miracle he even left the den. Or perhaps the true miracle was that he found his way back.

Koron was worried… She kept close by Alfred these days, more than usual, and feared what might happen if the young male continued down the path he was headed. It wasn’t until she heard Leo that the fox strayed from Alfred’s side, rushing over to her friend’s father.

“Mister Leo! Alfie isn’t doing well!” That was an understatement, but what more could she say just yet? Her fur was on end as the creature glanced after Alfred who had kept wandering forward, almost like he had a lost look in his gaze. Koron frowned, hoping and praying that the leader of Fiori might be able to do something to break Alfred out of this troublesome state.

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