Perfect By Nature

Avacyn was truly the most important wolf in her life. She had always looked up to her bigger sister. As an only child in their second litter, and then the only child of their parent's three, she had some emotional qualms as well as some perks. But she never had a bad thought of Avacyn. She knew she could fully trust and open up to her. She was more important to Fia than she may have known.

Her voice no longer dead of emotion, but not overly exaggerated, Ava may have been able to tell it was the first time she could actually get the words out and tell the story. "They took me off the shores of Auster. They took me on a boat and we drifted off to sea." Her jaw clenched, and while not saying the words, Avacyn could assume the worst. It was what happened. "Three of them, I had to take my chance and kill them. I had to wait for the right moment." Lies and truth, because Fia had plenty of opportunities to make her escape. But she believed had they trusted her more, it would be easier to get the upper hand. And in that aspect, she was right. But she could have come home so much sooner. "I didn't find Stolas until after." And then she came home. And she had to leave him as a distant memory. All of it hurt. Nothing could be the same. She wasn't the same.

Fia moved to wrap both of her arms around Ava's shoulders, at least from the angle of being beside her. Her face pushed gently into the fur of her neck as tears finally fell. They never had before. The alcohol, the comfort of her sister, she could truly feel like herself in this moment even if it could all be a haze in the morning. A part of her felt like she could never forgive herself for letting this happen to her. But she still had so much life to live. And she wouldn't let this stop her from being the strong Mendacium woman she was. After some time had passed, she still waited in the sort of peace she could feel here. Finally she would pull her face back from Avacyn, her paws gently rolling down the front of her shoulders but not leaving her just yet. Fia looked softly back to Ava, a half lidded gaze searching across her eyes before she would push herself forward in an attempt to take her lips with her own. How badly she wanted to have a fraction of what her brother and sister had, but maybe she was being too confident or too emotional. In the moment that wasn't a thought across her mind.

"Fiametta"