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Atonement

Aslindy



Aslatiel

Loner

Master Hunter (245)

Master Fighter (245)

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age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
99
size
Small
build
Light
posts
1,054
player
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Samhain 2022Statue 1 Worship
01-08-2022, 02:14 PM


Indigo held her close and for a moment everything felt right. She still loved him more than anything and she had missed this. Them. They were together just like they were always supposed to be. Aslatiel inhaled his scent again just as he inhaled her own. Their embrace was perfect, their bodies fitting together like the puzzle pieces that they always had been, but the tension and awkwardness made Asla pull away. She didn't like it, but they needed to find a balance again. They needed to find their standing with one another once more.

After asking after his band and hearing the response, Asla's brow furrowed. She'd said a lot of nasty things the last time that she'd seen him and some of those things had been about his bandmates. Grey ears shifted backwards and Asla's swirling purple gaze found the area between their paws. Lifting her own, she placed it upon one of his. "I'm sorry," she spoke softly. The band had meant a lot to him and she knew it. This made her ashamed of her hurtful words back then all the more. "Indigo, I didn't mean what I said about your friends then. I was jealous of them. Jealous that they could have you and I couldn't." Shifting forward, she nuzzled into his chest again. "Aside from my children, I've never loved anyone as much as you. Not being able to be with you..." she trailed off, not wanting to say anymore. He would, or should, understand anyway.

He wasn't sure if the band would last another season and Asla frowned, searching his oh so sad face. "You're welcome to join us as we travel. You and any of your bandmates that care to follow," she added. There was no animosity in her now towards them. She'd grown past it. Well... she still didn't like that one purple bitch that she couldn't remember the name of. The skinny one that had been a little pawsy with Indigo when she'd been there. A dry chuckle pulled from the woman. "What a sight we'd be with a train of your lovers and my lovers behind us..." With a sigh and a shake of her head, she placed her forehead back against Indigo's chest.

"Asla" -- "Indy"

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