Their Best Interest

Ocean would do anything to help his sister feel better, to soothe her sickness and see her at full health and that wasn’t happening here. Her coughing was only getting worse and they hardly had the herbs to keep her sustained. He was afraid he was going to loose her the day that Aslatiel came. They had to part ways, he had to see to Chrystelle, but it wasn’t hardly any time at all before he heard Aslatiel’s sweet voice at the borders. Oce held nothing against Incendium or the wolves within, but he needed to do something for his sister. Anything. And when Aslatiel arrived with an out he was eager to grab it.

Not to mention being next to her when they went. She knew him even better than Chrys did, and helped him in ways his sister never could. Motif felt a huge hole in him, but Aslatiel had bandaged him and shared in his sorrow. She’d seen the emotions beneath and she returned to him despite them. He couldn’t help the smile that appeared on his features as he met her there, he felt a burning in his chest that he had forgotten existed. A burning passion for life that was kindled by the tiny teal marked woman.

Ocean gave her a low bow as he closed the distance and sat close beside her, certain Chrys would appear shortly.