Still Running Lost

Indigo couldn’t move as his blue eyes lay upon Duchess’ thin frame. She looked well taken care of, not overly thin or any sort of ragged. If he was paying attention he would have realized the heavy scent of a man upon her pelt. She didn’t seem distressed or in trouble, so Indigo could at least feel a bit of closure knowing that she had found her way. Or that he could at least assume that she was doing well by her appearance alone.

At one time he would have been able to pick out every emotion that lingered in her features. He was stunned, and didn’t take even a breath as he watched her take a step, and then immediately change her mind. He couldn’t move and he couldn’t speak as he watched her turn and leave him where he stood. Indigo couldn’t stop her, he couldn't do anything. Part of him almost didn’t believe that she was real. He didn’t have to think about her anymore, but this sudden reunion had him completely upside down.

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