Broken Sonata

Avacyn trotted back toward the caves she shared with Saracyn, sighing gently to herself as she made the trip across the island from the land bridge that connected them to the mainland where she had parted ways with Albion. As she began to make plans and gear up for the upcoming raid, she had been making her rounds, speaking with the fighters she intended to take with them, speaking with the healers so they could begin to gather supplies, and had done her usual patrols. As he had begun to do as of late, Albion had accompanied her for a lot of her work, keeping her company and spending bits of time with her in-between. A little smile tugged at her lips as she thought of the pale man. She hadn't expected to grow as close as she had to the Kline male, but the longer she spent with him as a part of Elysium she had grown quite fond of him. It would have been easy enough to treat their relationship as truly transactional, but she didn't want to. He had shown her a certain kind of softness and loyalty and she wanted to give him the same in return.

The thoughts of her betrothed quickly left her mind though as she approached her and Saracyn's den–admittedly far later than she had originally planned on. Her trips criss crossing Elysium's territory had taken her longer than she had meant for it to, but it had been a productive day none of the less so in the end it was worth it. Still, she hurried a bit as she loped along the path to return to Saracyn in the hope that she might make it back before he ate dinner so they could eat together. She heard the grind of metal on stone a fair distance off so she wasn't surprised to see him working on his sword when she made it through the cave's entrance, slowing to a walk as she lightly panted and gave her brother a grin. She made her way immediately to his side with her tail wagging gently behind her, leaning in to press a kiss to his lips. "Have you eaten yet? I'm starving!"

"Avacyn Mendacium"