I Came For You

Aslatiel’s features shifted as he approached, a smile lit up her face and Ocean was almost surprised to see it. Like she felt a similar flare in her chest just as he did. The memory of their night together was never far from his mind, she didn’t remind him of Motif but she did remind him of everything he lost. It didn’t feel like he was hopeless anymore though, that loss had led to something almost magic. His sorrow led him to her, and Aslatiel knew the true scope of his loss, something that he could never show to Chrys. Mostly because she truly did not deserve that burden from him.

Oce looked towards Chrystelle for reassurance before his huge paws brought him forward into Asla’s reach. He leaned forward and lowered his head as her paw reached up to his silver embossed cheek. He leaned into the simple sign of affection, touched that she had made the trip all the wya here just to see him. Ocean never felt very special, especially after losing his parents so young. He’d never been singled out or told he was worth anything like this sweet attention Aslatiel gave him.

He had clung to Chrystelle like she was his liferaft, and really she had been. What might he have done to himself if she hadn’t found him broken after losing Motif? Chrys reminded him of his will to live, and Aslatiel had come along and reignited a passion for life. His mind turned along the same lines as Asltiel’s and he shifted slightly as she explained their meeting to his sister, who at this point looked like he had struck her. He felt Aslatiel’s paw over his own but instinctively he moved towards her.

Oce knew his sister well, he could see the plethora of emotions that raced over her features as she experienced them. After everything they’d been through his heart felt even more broken at the thought of making his sister upset. She had been his whole world for so long, surely she knew he wouldn’t abandon her, not even for an amazing experience like what Asla gave him. ”Chrys, don’t…” He couldn’t even finish his sentence when his sister began to cough almost uncontrollably.

Worry creased his brow and Oce closed the distance between them, offering his shoulder for her to lean on as her body rebelled. She needed to get back to the den and rest, but he didn’t want her to go with this hanging over their heads. ”Don’t be sorry.” He said again, aiming to nuzzle her neck. ”Are you okay? Can I do anything?” Aslatiel wasn’t forgotten, but surely she could understand his concern for his poor sister.