the last thing i'd do is forget about you, baby

The woman felt normal with the man at her hip. They bodies grazed together. They fur mingled and connected. It felt right, to be so close to the man she loved with all her head. That little, black, rusty heart within her chest. It had been from hell and back, but yet, it still thumped. Her eyes were dull still, but they light up at times. When he moved to kiss her or when his baritone vocals slid into her ebony audits. She was a broken babe. Her mind had gone downhill. But, now, it was recovering. She saw things more clearly and was not so angry. The bitch wanted to kill, witness bloodshed, and participate in sadistic acts. She was reverting to her old ways. But, the vixen stopped herself before it all went downhill. Her meetings with others reminded her of the sanity she could have. So, she came back to Ala, to seek her once mate. To beg for forgiveness, but she needed no begging. They fell limp at each others will in an instant.

The man reacted to the sharp pang of unhappy feelings that overwhelmed her when he spoke of Queen. He gently swooped in to save the day. His tongue met her muzzle in lovely kisses and pecks. His breath mingled with hers, making her feel even more at home. His words rang into her delighted ears. Words of forginess and love. "My Six...I was so worried. I had spent days praying that you'd return to me..." The babe smiled gently and nodded softly. "I am very happy I returned. You were in my thoughts the entire time." Six closed her eyes for a few moments, nuzzling him in the fiery love that enveloped their very beings. "And though I thought you were gone forever...you came back to me. So I am not mad or sad, just very happy," were the next words emitted. She let her eyes flutter open once more and sighed softly. "You are my Soul Mate, forever and always."