Bittersweet memories pulling me back

Etoile

Etoile watched the fae struggle to for a moment as she attempted and almost failed to position herself standing upright. The starry canine took a few worried steps closer in case she had to catch her, but stopped and awkwardly settled once it was clear enough that Cen was going to be alright.

"Wow, it's been a long time, hasn't it?" She commented, unsure of what else to say as she made her best attempt to stop staring at the woman like she was some sort of ghost. "You look good.." A half truth. Cendrillion looked good in the sense that Etoile still thought she was one of the most beautiful wolves she'd ever seen. Truth be told, however, the fae in her current state looked exhausted and perhaps a little worn from heavy travel or some other strenuous activity.

”Speech” ’Thought’

FEEL IT SOFT AND AS PURE AS SNOW
FELL IN LOVE WITH THE FIRE LONG AGO

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