Apology in blood

Whichever of his partner’s was out, they leaned into him and Beauregard let out a small sigh. He could feel heat coming from their head, likely the result of fever from their injuries. He was no healer… but… right who had treated them? As if sensing his question Beau felt a tiny paw grabbing gently at his leg. The man’s gaze would shift to the tiny creature, one he didn’t know the name of, but it was hard not to immediately like her. She spoke kindly and, by her words, she had been the one who had tended to the hurts of his partners. The cream man’s gaze softened, a grateful nod given to the critter. “Thank you.” If it wasn’t for her aid, he wasn’t sure what he would have done. Gone to the Armada, maybe? But he was less confident of their aid compared to Ethne’s.

As his partner spoke and got to his paws Beauregard turned back to him. It didn’t register at first, that it was Tanelan, but when it clicked his blue gaze widened. Carefully he drew Tan into an embrace. He was back… Beau felt tears prick at his eyes. He had been worried, scared that he might lose one of the ones he loved. “They were supposed to stay in Ethne. I… let Haydee know to look after you guys… while I took care of things.” He drew back, a whine leaving him. He had only wanted them to be safe. But hearing what Tanelan had to say, about why he had disappeared… Beau gave a small nod of understanding.

“The life you had before was filled with trauma… I can’t blame you for becoming overwhelmed with it. For any of you being overwhelmed with it…” He moved to stand next to Tan, offering his form for the purple wolf to lean against. “We’ll take things as we can. Payday, you are welcome to come with us to Norad. I thought it would befitting, to honor Ethne and the aid they gave us, if we claimed the other Falls in Auster.” He couldn’t help but pause and nuzzle Tan’s cheek.

“When we get there, you guys are resting. …and… I may have rescued a kid. She’s with Blind right now, but she should be alright. Blind knows how to hide as someone tiny.” At least he was hoping so. “Let's get you guys back. I need my Artisan at my side!”

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