Walk awhile

Sirius · (This post was last modified: 05-20-2020, 07:26 PM by Sirius.)

Sirius Fatalis

He was giving the girl a lot to digest, he knew that. He waited with the patience of an ocean as she took in his words. He watched their shadows, one small, one giant, against the water to their side. When he stepped forward, they merged, until you could no longer tell where one wolf ended, and the other began. The sound of a gentle sniffle brought his eyes back to his pupil. He could see his words had struck something, some cord, inside of her. There was grief, but acceptance, too, in the misery of her expression.

They had stopped walking, though he could not define exactly when. There was stillness, the soft cry of a bird as it sought its bed. The lapping of ocean waves against the beach, against the ends of his paws. The sound of Malalia, as he broke her heart and built it anew.

He didn’t ask for her story, but she told it now. Gave him this gift she had kept locked in the secrets of her heart. “You ran because you did not have the skills to change it. So you came here, and you built them. I suppose that explains your tenacity, your will.” he did not know who Pia was, but he put her name into his heart. Perhaps she would find her way here one day, as Resin had. The old woman had become like a mother to him, but association of Iolaire, and by her own merits.

“You aren’t that same wolf now, you’ve taught yourself how to be strong - for yourself, and for others. Of course, if something ever came knocking at our door that can defeat me, I would wish you to run. To take whomever is left that we love, and get them away. My offer still stands, Malalia of the Ashen Empire. Will you be Malalia Fatalis?”

He reached over, cupping a sandy paw just below her chin, raising his eyes to his, so he could see her tears. He brushed them away with the side of his paw. The expression tender, fatherly.

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