my lifetime lover ghost
Eris soaked up his affections as easily as her dark fur soaked up the sun. They walked nearly in step, even though she couldn't see him. When the wind buffeted her, she leaned on him. Eris couldn't help but think yes, this is how I always imagined life would be. Part of her was torn - she longed for her chosen family and the other Ademre, but how could this possibly get better? Idly, Eris imagined Lament on her other side, with her sandwiched neatly between the two males. Tor couldn't possibly bless her with such perfection. For something that sweet to happen, she must endure a terrible sacrifice, and she wasn't sure that she was ready for that. Not now, not so soon after finding this strange, special thing with Oxide.
She laughed. Maybe wolves didn't like islands. "You're right - it's too small, there's no prey. I hadn't thought of that. Why come all the way out here?" Except to be alone. Another secret thrill raced up her spine. Summer was ending soon, and with it would come the change of leaves and the passage of time. She'd be older (hopefully wiser), and perhaps then she'd have the answers to the strange way he made her stomach feel.
The island he described was terribly drab. Eris had expected more from this place, but she couldn't help if it was disappointing. She shot him a cheeky grin when he mentioned having her all to himself and leaned into his touch, letting him take the lead. "What about... useful things? See any herbs? Or beautiful flowers?" She prodded, able to make out the shadows of the nearby bushes he mentioned and not much else.
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