Waking in the Lion's Den [Lia, Friendlies]
06-10-2020, 10:04 PM
He smiled, and he spoke, and Mal’s tail swept across the floor of Io’s cottage as his sapphire gaze settled on her. In a few short sentences he’d proven that his memory was indeed intact, and relief clicked into place, the tension slowly bleeding out of her. He was whole. Well, relatively. She sighed through her nose, head plopping down on her paws. Thank the gods. Not that she was very religious... but the girl had been gripped with a wretched helplessness as she watched him from afar. There was little she could do.
Hearing his advice, she chuckled softly. “I’ll keep that in mind, mountainbane.” She crawled a little closer now, shaking off the bison fur. “We’re in our healer’s den. In the Armada. Sirius found you — well, Chrystaloria found Sirius and led him to where you’d fallen. She found Paladin, too. He was nearby and he patched you up,” she explained. “And then Sirius sent his bear to the Armada for a wagon to carry you back, and I tagged along. And now... now you’re here.”
As for his companion. “I... I believe she flew back to Valhalla to let the others know what happened.” The fae hadn't caught sight or scent of his companion when she entered, and her tone was not without apology. She paused, then, cracking a slight grin of her own. “So, I'm guessing ‘how are you feeling’ is probably a dumb question, huh?”
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