I am Hers, She is Mine

Indigo had traveled down to Auster from the North with Aslatiel days before. She wanted to come and help set up and Indy felt the need to join her. He hadn’t been there very much for Briar as she was growing up, but she was the youngest sibling he knew the most. And that was saying a lot considering how little time he spent in the Armada after he’d turned a year old. It was the least he could do.

He let Aslatiel help get him into a more presentable state, he couldn’t remember the last time his mane had been combed nor his last real bath. He spent the last twelve hours or so getting himself fully dry from that experience. It felt like the thick fur around his neck would never dry. But here they were, he looked better than he ever had before. Indigo had entered his prime, his mane was very nearly fully developed, it had grown under his chin and was making its way down his body to hang beneath his belly. His fur was shining with health as much as the smile on his face as he came to sit beside Aslatiel. They were always meant to be together, and he’d ruined his life trying to convince himself otherwise.

He gave Artorias a quick grin before he made himself comfortable at Aslatiel’s side, finding the place she saved for him easily. He leaned against her lightly, finding himself steeped in happiness for himself and their sister.

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