I don't wanna talk about it

Aslatiel

"Aslatiel"

Ears perked at the movement of the sheep. She didn't know that Mo had a sheep. That proved just how disconnected they currently were. She missed their friendship more than she was willing to admit. Externally, everything was okay. Everything was always okay. The mask slid into place. Internally, it made her pretty sad.

As the sheep moved away to do Mojito's bidding, Aslatiel followed the floppy eared man wherever he wanted to go. His question brought her tall grey ears tucking sheepishly for a moment. "I, uh... Well. Naiche and I chased a bear to the falls. We were trying to steer it clear of Abaven lands." That had been the easy part. Running a bear off was cake. The worst part came after. "When we were going back down, there was so much ice. Anyway," she said nonchalantly, "The ice gave way and I was crushed under ice and snow. The area where I was trapped started filling up with water. Almost died. Leg though, crushed under rocks." Was she rambling? She felt like she was rambling. "If Naiche hadn't been there, I'd have died."

Mo's concern at hurting her was sweet. He had always been sweet. Aslatiel smiled her confident smile. "It'll be okay. I'm alive. Pain is nothing." With that being said, she stretched out her left hind leg, the knee being the area of pain.

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