The old boys hold all the cards

*Fel* · 12-22-2020, 09:40 AM

Days were running together. Staying with the pair went from a few days to a week, then more. Fel was fairly lifeless and only moved about to take care of the most basic needs. She'd lost even more weight. Too much. Protruding bones were prominent in her hips and ribs. She didn't say much. When questioned, she would give only the most basic of answers. No doubt Sibyl and Azriel thought that she was giving up. The big man had said as much on their venture to the beach. That wasn't the case, however. This was simply how she mourned. She'd lost her father. Her mother. Her sister. Now that she'd lost a brother, and one that she cared deeply for, a line had been crossed. A sorrow line. Some day she would step back across, but she wasn't ready just yet.

Despite her undesirable state, Fel tried to venture into the light of day every now and again. The others had been long gone from the den by the time she moved out into the warm autumn sunlight. The bony woman's garnet gaze fell upon the silvered form of Sibyl as she worked on something. Fel watched as the fae gave a delicious stretch before heading over slowly to join her atop the sun warmed rock. Though she was sad and dejected, Fel never forgot what the pair of strangers had done and were still doing for her. The dark woman nuzzled into Sibyl's cheek before curling up in a ball beside her. She left enough room for the smaller fae to move and work, but still made sure that their bodies were touching at the hip.

Fel eyed the bits of leather and the tool that Sibyl had been using curiously. It looked as though she was piecing the leather together into a sort of satchel. The silver spattered woman had a bag of her own that she carried around sometimes, but she hadn't been the one to make it. With Sibyl being skilled in the healing arts, she could only surmise that this pack would be used for herb gathering. It seemed to be a typical accessory for healers. She was curious to see the finished product.

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The old boys hold all the cards

Fel aka pretty lady

Fel