Wish I'd been a teenage rebel

Aslatiel · 08-14-2021, 06:19 PM

When Asla arrived, Ocean was nowhere to be found. Perhaps he was off hunting or just taking a walk. Either way, spending time with Chrystelle wasn't a chore. Asla rather liked the larger woman. The improvement in the fae's health since coming south had been drastic. Why they hadn't left the cold north on their own, the cream colored woman couldn't fathom. It didn't matter now, however. They were here and Asla was glad to have both Chrystelle and her brother close.

Today, Asla had come to see Chrystelle specifically. She'd brought a gift for the grey and black woman. Coming up beside the fae as she rested near the fire, the scar faced fae flashed a grin. "Hey Chrys," she spoke in greeting. "I brought you something." On a rope around Aslatiel's neck rested a fairly large ceramic jar. The lid was a wax covered leaf which was held on with twine. Sliding the rope chain from around her neck, Asla removed the rope and presented the jar to Chrys. "My aunt Iolaire was one of the greatest healers this world has ever seen. She left this behind when she..." Asla drifted off. No one had heard from Io in ages. No one knew if she was alive or dead. "Well, she left this behind." Again, Asla motioned to the ceramic jar. "It's ginger and thyme preserved in honey. Works wonders for coughs." Asla knew this from experience. She'd consumed a similar jar after she'd almost died beneath the ice. "Just mix a little with your tea every day and it truly helps."

Having given the gift, Asla lay down beside the little fire as well. She sprawled a bit, hind legs stretched out behind her while her front paws crossed delicately. "So what are you up to today? Did you send Ocean off for some alone time?" A soft huff of amusement left her liver colored nose as she fixed her galactic gaze on the woman beside her.

"Aslatiel"

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