Set the traps and stomp the grounds

*Zeitgeist* · 08-09-2021, 02:33 PM

Zee accepted Sirius' affectionate bump the only way she could - by spreading her limbs, gripping the ground, and keeping herself upright against his overwhelming strength. It took more effort then she was used to, a sure sign that her body had weakened in her time away from home. She followed alongside him without complaint, sticking close enough to his side that occasionally his fur would brush against hers. The firepit was soaked, something Zee should have expected after the night they'd had. "No fire for me." She lamented. "Oh well, the coat will just have to work twice as hard."

Sirius peeled off from her side towards the cellar door and Zee's ear followed him though she stared into the soaked logs. A few heavy pawsteps, the creak of the latch, an unmistakable splash, and a curse. Zee's head snapped toward the dark hole in which the warlord had disappeared inside, stepping toward the entrance and standing off to the side to keep the doorway clear. Her head poked in, her eyes struggling to adjust to the absence of light. "That bad?" She called down to him, hesitant. Something told her there would be no fire, no warm coat, and no breakfast forced into her paws either.

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Set the traps and stomp the grounds

Zee

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