I Came For You

Her presence seemed to bother Chrystelle and Aslatiel understood. She was able to put herself in the other woman's pawprints. Some foreign female, coming out of nowhere to meet her brother. Hell, Aslatiel had been thinking about murdering her own brother's band for the crime of touching Indigo. She didn't have to worry about that now. There was a rift there that she had created. A rift that she wasn't sure could ever be mended.

Chrystelle began to cough in the middle of speaking and Asla rose to her paws, ready to help if needed. A look of concern creased her brow. The black and grey fae hadn't seemed unhealthy. When Ocean left her side to tend to his sister, Asla understood. If the woman was unwell, then she needed to be tended to. Without any argument or hurt feelings, Aslatiel turned and made her way out and away from the border. If Ocean wished, he would be able to find her later.

As Aslatiel walked, she began to think. If Chrystelle was having difficulty breathing in such a cold environment... wouldn't it then make sense to live in a warmer climate? Perhaps she would broach the subject with Ocean. Perhaps they would both come back to the Armada with her. The thought was a surprisingly happy one.

"Aslatiel Fatalis"