when can i see you again

The mixture of flickering firelight, babbling water and the warmth of the woman beside her lulled Iolaire into a very contented state. She was pleased that Deathbelle was pleased. As the woman ate her feast, the small wolf lowered her head to her paws and simply watched. She wasn't hungry in the slightest. She didn't eat much when in the middle of one of her insomnia spells. They lasted for a while, she'd snap, sleep for a few days straight, then she'd go back to normal. Her short nap beside Sirius had been the most sleep she'd gotten in a while. She felt the snap on its way. Knowing that she'd be back to normal after made her yearn for it.

Belle praised the meal and Iolaire grinned. "I'm glad you liked it. I hoped you would." She had worked hard on the meal, finding the correct balance of herbs to soak the meat in. It was something that she would have made for herself if she had a permanent home. And now she did. Since her companion liked the meat so much, she would have to make it more often.

Soft words met her ears and Io sighed, head still on her paws. The woman was thoroughly exhausted. "I take care of myself. This is something that I've dealt with my whole life. I'll be back to normal before you know it." She offered up a soft smile of reassurance, her tail thumping once in accompaniment.

Legs slid outward, depositing Io on her side. She leaned her back against Deathbelle, eyes closing. "Tell me a story. Anything." The woman's voice was soothing. Perhaps she could lull her to sleep. It was a slim chance, but there was still a chance.