you made me want to be a saint.
08-09-2013, 06:22 AM
| Epiphron |
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Her call was answered swiftly by Erani. The mere site of the white-furred healer, rushing hurriedly from across the plains, was enough to make her grin from ear to ear, despite her state. She had been happy to see Erani at the Seracian borders, she could not deny that the woman's company was always welcome, but this would be a much more joyous announcement than the one Erani had been forced to bring to her. Before the gentle scolding came -- and she did expect it from Erani -- affection would be given. Epiphron's ears pulled back slightly against her skull and she took the kisses and nuzzles more than willingly. Her tag wagged wildly behind her, her joy obvious. It was an awkward reunion -- not standing up -- but she figured Erani would understand. She watched with amusement dancing in her blue eyes as she moved back, realizing precisely why she had come -- and nearly shouting her name in excitement. And yet it faded quickly as sternness overtook her. Luckily, Chrysanthe had heard her call as well -- she couldn't help but grin at her sister as Erani scolded her gently. "I was thinking that I wanted to see you both, very badly," she chided gently, leaning to nuzzle Chrysanthe's neck happily. "I will stay for a few days," she assured her with a soft laugh. It was not at all surprising for her that Erani was overly worried about her; she'd always been like that. "It's good to see you too, sis," she beamed, as though her expression might never fade. Slowly she rolled further onto her side, glad at her sister's presence at her side -- she leaned to nudge her playfully. "Who else has been blessed with children?" She wondered aloud -- they had too much to catch up on! |
