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Sirius



Aslatiel

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6 Years
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Samhain 2022Statue 1 Worship
05-07-2021, 09:21 AM


"Aslatiel"

Sirius exhaled audibly and his body seemed to sag. She knew what he'd done and now he knew that she knew. It wasn't a secret anymore, his state of mind. His inability to control himself. To an extent, she couldn't blame him. The world went on, however. He needed to go on with it. Just because the lives of other had ceased didn't mean that his own did. The sooner he worked through his demons and came to that realization, the sooner they could all get back to their lives.

As her father leaned his forehead against her, Asla softened. She knew that he hurt. She hurt too, but she couldn't let those emotions rule her. Someone needed to stay strong and if he couldn't do it, she would have to. "Papa..." she used the name that she'd called him for her entire childhood. "I want you to be okay. I need you to be okay." Nudging her father, the striped fae gave a little laugh. "Could you imagine me raising my little brother and sisters?" She made a horrific face and hissed in through her teeth. "What a nightmare."

Leaning up, Asla kissed her father's cheek. "I'll keep the pack together. I'll play my part. You don't need to worry about anything other than yourself, okay?" She would keep things going. Keep everyone as safe as she could manage. But she couldn't do it forever. The Armada was her father's dream. Not hers. If he wanted it, he would have to fight for it.

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