Just You And I

*Gavroche* · 07-22-2022, 03:43 PM

The winged male had grown older but it didn’t feel like he had grown any wiser. He had become a father… but at the cost of losing his only daughter. Gavroche held onto hope that somehow, some way, Lucette was still out there. His little girl had her mother’s stubbornness, and his will to survive. She was small like he was, sure, but… he had only been a bit older when he first came to Boreas with Houdini, had he not? Ahh, his rat friend. He missed her too. He had Jessie and James now but they were not there to replace who he had lost. They were their own individuals, small creatures just like he was. But he was grateful for them. He was always grateful for the companion he had now.

He had been exhausted, wearing himself out by always looking over his shoulder and hoping to find his little girl. He had barely noticed the change in scenery… he was focused on the ground at his paws as he padded along. Jessie was nestled behind an ear and James rode between his wings, both also quiet. It had been quite a trip back to Boreas but being here had not lifted his spirits like he had hoped it might. He was still mourning their loss and despite Bellamy’s harder demeanor, he knew she cared. He also felt in his heart that maybe she was right. Maybe Lucette hadn’t made it and they needed to accept that possibility too.

When Bellamy headed to the tree Gavroche blindly followed. He flopped down on the earth, forgetting about Jessie or James for a moment. Not that his dislodged companions blamed him - they had watched their friend for the past season or so be at a complete and utter loss. James helped gather Jessie up before speaking to the couple. “Right. We’ll follow Ears and Whiskers. You two deserve some time to yourselves.”

It was a moment later, when all four companions were gone, that the tiny male moved his head to his larger mate’s shoulder. He hadn’t realized how sore his paws felt… nor how drained he had become. “Bells,” Gav spoke softly. “I’m sorry…” His ears lowered as he stared out across the grass of the orchard. “I guess I was more worn out than I thought…”

"Speech," 'Thought.'

Login
Username:
Password:	Lost Password?
	Remember me