Cosmic Love

She was almost startled by the withered state of the woman that approached her and felt an instant and burning pang of sorrow in her heart. The woman couldn’t have been older than her mother was and the way the woman carried herself was remarkably close to the woman who had known Hestia her whole life.

“I- yes…I think.” She said, her voice a noticeably unfeminine and deep pitch that made the ebony woman look away self-consciously. She cleared her throat and attempted to  speak more clearly. “I wanted to join a- your pack, you know, if I could.” She said, attempting to hide that Celestial had been the first pack she had chosen to latch onto and that the decision itself had come with little knowledge about the pack itself.

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