Is that really you?

“I would like that very much” he said gently, not willing to push her. If there was one thing he had learned in his long life, it was patience. He could, and would, wait and give her time. As much as she needed. She would always be his sister, and he would treat this version of her with love and patience. As she had once treated him, when he was injured, or when he needed her aid. She had been there, and it hurt him to know he had missed out on being there for her.

“Re-- Er. I heard that you were here, so I came immediately to see you.” he said, wincing at the word that had almost slipped from his muzzle. This wolf, who thought herself dead, who had suffered loss… he did not know what would trigger her, but he felt it prudent to avoid the name of their mother. He rubbed his paw across the gold coating his paw once more. Wondering if he shouldn’t have asked Resin further advice before letting her go.


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