Never thought I'd find you here

Kichi had a pet deer and so damned straight he knew to always keep a look out for anyone stupid enough to want to hurt Torch.  Sure, some things might attack a wolf also but Kichi fought far more often for his friend.  Sadly he hadn’t been facing the right direction to have saved his friend should Al have launched at that moment.  Even as his head turned his nose alerted him to what was there a heartbeat later.

Torch called out an alert of the wolf and Kichi lept off the rock, throwing himself between where Al stood and the little fanged deer.  Even as Kichi’s fur stood up and gums pulled back he glared at Alastor.  It couldn’t be real.  His readiness to kill the wolf if he stepped near to the deer was waning as he wanted to ask if his eyes were telling him the truth.

How did he even feel about it was this truly Alastor?  Kichi didn’t know if he wanted to open up to him.  Sure, it wasn’t Alastor’s fault they had split up but Kichi had done a great job of closing off his heart and to care again was to be abandoned again.  That was how life worked.  For that matter perhaps now ghosts could be made visible?  Could ghosts have a scent?  

Alastor was still bigger than him, but not so much as he once was.  Memories were trying to flood in and constantly denied.  Snorting in irritation he finally just asked up front, “So, is it you or just another ghost?”  There was no cheery greeting.  A small deep part of him wanted to, that part of him wanted to charge Al and shove his head into his chest as if he were a dumb kid.  That was the part of him that always got hurt though, the part to avoid.

Torch's tail was high and flagging as it looked thoughtfully between them.  After Kichi spoke the deer let out a comical bark of greeting, taking a few steps closer to the one who nearly killed it, alert eyes curiously watchful.

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