Do It For Me. Do It For Us.

Aslatiel · 05-26-2022, 06:06 PM

He seemed a little taken aback by her outburst as he should have. Aslatiel was upset. Indigo asked if she thought he liked being like that and she knew that he didn't, but he continued to put himself in situations that would knock back the progress that he'd made. Why couldn't he be a little more like her? Or Az? Not much, just a little. Enough to make him strong enough to be okay and to get through this. She couldn't always be the strong one. She needed to be able to rely on him, especially if she was going to expand their family.

There would no doubt come a point in the future where he would run into Duchess again, hopefully when Asla was there so she could kill her, but he would have to be able to hold it together. She couldn't live every day knowing that he could fall apart at the merest flash of purple fur. That, at some point, he might see that filthy whore again and leave her to care for not only future children, but him as well. Aslatiel loved Indigo. She loved him so, so much, but she needed more from him. She needed him to push himself, to come to terms with the children lost and focus on the children that he may yet have. She wasn't asking him to forget them, only to accept that they were gone and that no amount of sorrow could or would change that.

The massive purple man crossed the room and she allowed him to take her in his arms. Asla rested her scarred cheek against his fluffy chest and sighed as he spoke. He needed more time, but even he realized that he'd made progress. Indigo asked for her patience and Aslatiel closed her eyes. "A year," she informed him softly. "You've been a ghost for an entire year." He'd told her when Duchess had lost his pups. Winter of the previous year. He had mourned long enough. He'd lost himself for far too long.

Aslatiel drew back enough to fix purple eyes upon blue. "I need you to try and I need you to try hard. You've made progress, yes. Imagine though when we have sons and daughters. They can't see their father like this, Indigo." One small paw raised to slide along one amaranthine cheek. "I love you. Our children will love you. I'm not asking you to forget, I'm just asking you to let go." 'Be who we need you to be' was what she left unspoken.

"Asla" -- "Indy"

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