saving myself from the ruin

Deteste sat silently, his back against the rugged bark of a redwood tree. It was here that her scent was strongest. Here she had dug a home for herself. He was not used to the sudden confidence and self reliance that Laxago now had and in planning to find a decent tree under which to make her home he had found that she had already completed the task. It warmed his heart. To see her so strong. She had been so distant in these years but she had returned. Nothing separated them now and every part of his being rejoiced in her health. He had, had hope for this day and not it was here. The move to Amenti would be challenging and new but he could not ask for a greater improvement to his life. He was content. Extremely content.


It was not long before he could hear her in the distance and he mistook the speed in her step as excitement for their first meeting in Amenti territory. He could feel his tail thumping softly against the redwood behind him. Laxago was the only woman, the only person whom Deteste could never hide emotion from. Her urgent barks drew him away from his thought and yet again he took the urgency for excitement. He stood and made his way to her, his gait casual but rushed, only ceasing his own urgency once they were half a stride from one another. Laxago! My dear! he exclaimed, immediately pressing his face against the side of her own.