No fear allowed

Aslatiel · 03-11-2021, 05:42 AM

Sleep slammed into the young Reaper like an avalanche although she would rather not think of that analogy when awake. She'd had enough ice and snow falling on her for one lifetime, thank you very much. The point was that she got the much needed sleep that her body craved. She could use a lot more of it, but a gentle voice caused her to stir. Her name on his lips followed by a lick to her cheek. Naiche wanted her to wake up. "Mrr...no," she murmured and buried her face into his golden coat. Too tired to wake up. Way too tired. The warmth of the springs had done wonders even though they hadn't been in them at all. The chill was gone and her fur was mostly dry except for where they had been plastered together. She was comfortable and wanted to stay right where she was. Wrapping her forelegs around Naiche's neck the young lady pulled him into her, intent on finishing her sleep.

Being conscious for that short amount of time had also made her aware of the bird screeching in the trees. What in the hell was there to even yell about? Stupid pigeon. Stupid turkey. Whatever the bird was, it was stupid. Asla tried to go back to sleep, but every time she began to drift off, the raucous sound of the bird sliced through the air until eventually she raised her head and snarled at the trees. Her pelt bristled and her lips pulled back from her teeth. Finally her plum colored gaze opened and she glared daggers at the trees. She couldn't see the bird in question, but she hoped that it dropped dead.

With a groan, Asla dropped back to the ground, laying flat on her side rather than pressed up against the golden brute. Her brow furrowed as she went over the events that they'd both gone through. Naiche had really come through. He'd saved her life. There was no doubt about that. And had he... no... but why would she imagine him saying that? Twice, no less? Well... unless he said it again, she would feign ignorance. She had been more than halfway dead. Who could blame her?

Stretching out her toes, Asla wiggled them again Naiche's back just to make sure that they were in working order. In fact, she should really try to stand and see if everything else was working. Rolling a bit, she managed to get her legs beneath her. Slowly, she stood. Her legs wobbled and threatened to buckle, but she managed to keep her paws. Hey, would you look at that. Standing up and not falling over. Little victories.

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No fear allowed

Aslatiel