Jester In Queen's Attire

*Asgeira* · 02-01-2020, 04:00 PM

All journeys must one day come to an end. Aggie had to consider herself fortunate that this was not the final end, just the end of something. She was back in Boreas, all limbs in tact, hale and hearty. Ylva was still with her, she’d acquired no new scars, and she had eaten a hearty meal just a day past. An ending of one thing, and the beginning of another. Things could certainly be worse.

It had been a long time wandering, learning, exploring. A long time adrift, but now she was back... Never mind that “back” didn’t mean much, but she was undeniably back. Apart from her home range, the lands that were evermore draped in the golden glow of youth, entrenched in memory, this was the only place Asgeira had ever found that felt close enough to home. And now she was back.

Sharp claws dug into her shoulders, and the shewolf grumbled. “What?” she sighed out, part irritated and part amused, as she always was when Ylva voiced her concerns. “We’ve been walking for ages,” the red panda groused. “Either find us some water or somewhere to bed down, either or. I can’t take much more of this.” Aggie chuffed. “Oh, you can’t take much more of this? As far as I recall, you’ve been sitting pretty up there on my shoulders, ferried from here to there.” The panda hissed, and Aggie smiled.

It was true enough, they would need to stop soon. Maybe for a day or two even, to regain their strength and figure out where they were headed from here. That didn’t mean she had to pander to the panda. “Well, if you’re feeling a bit weak I suppose we could. I had intended to get a few more hours in, but...” Ylva hissed with renewed vigor. “Fine, fine. I’ll find a place for us to bed down.”

Aggie sniffed and began doing just that.

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