Strange ties

Bast had been raised by wolves, and knew little of her own kind. She just knew she was lonely, that she saw the interactions Sirius got with his people, his Zee, his sister, his children, and longed for a close connection herself. As much as she loved the wolves, she wanted to know what it would be like to be held by one of her own kind. She finished the kill, and turned, licking the other cat across his cheek.

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“Little Witch” he teased, as she said she would take the title. She yawned and nudged him, and he turned to the smaller wolf, love for a family member on his maw as he pulled her close, wrapping a paw around her. “nothing sounds more lovely” he agreed softly.