Heart to heart

Alfred shuddered as the news that Razor was gone was brought to the surface. It was something only he’d known for a long time… shared only with his companion. Yes he’d been there when Razor had died, and he remembered the day well. Alfie slunk downward a bit more, whining as he brought up the memories.

“He was coming back to Fiori, barely able to make it the edge of the Mangroves…” Alfred whispered. “He had been talking with his brother… but Riv wouldn’t stay. He was leaving with another male to create a kingdom somewhere outside Boreas.” The tears began to form anew as Alfred continued, though with each word it felt like his throat was slowly closing up.

“He collapsed at our borders… and… then he left me…” His voice cracked, the type of crack that comes from a broken heart. “He died and there was nothing I could do about it!” Alfred squeezed his eyes closed, his chest growing heavier as he pinned his ears back.

“Alfie was burying Razor when I found him… he’s been distraught ever since…” Koron added, seeing her friend shuddering with emotion beside her. The fox let out a low sigh. “Alfie loved Razor with all his heart… I could see it.” Koron lowered her ears. “He didn’t want to tell anyone… I don’t think he wanted to face the truth that he’s gone…” Her voice quieted as she glanced at the large wolf at her side, looking so broken and defeated… it hurt her too.

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