Beach Bash

With a bum leg, it took the girl a while to make it to the beach so she was fashionably late. She was a little miffed that no one had thought to accompany her, but she tried to brush it off. This was a party for her and her brothers. It wouldn't do to ruin it.

With the help of Ashur, she finally arrived. Her left shoulder was stiff and bandaged, but she plastered a smile to her face. It was something that her brothers obviously couldn't do. Mort moped. AZ couldn't hide the displeasure in his eyes and Indigo sat apart looking nervous.

Asla had been getting lessons in diplomacy and etiquette from her grandma and aunt Io. She knew that appearances were important when you were in a position that put you in the spotlight. So, as she passed wolves and cats, she smiled and greeted each, eventually making it to her parents side. She gave them both kisses on the cheek before squeezing in between them.

Now, Asla loved attention, but she loved one-on-one attention. With everyone here and all eyes on her, she was feeling a little shy. "Thanks for the party," she told them both. She would mingle, but not just yet. With reaching her one year mark, a small part of her felt like it was dying. She wanted to be her parents baby girl for just a little while longer, so she stayed nestled between their comforting bodies.