A savior doesn't need remembering

*Quelt* · (This post was last modified: 06-24-2014, 03:58 PM by Quelt.)

The sand between his paws felt nice, highly considering the nightmare of the plague was over for him. His sister got well because of the herbs Valhalla had, though he felt bad he had been unable to save Vahva. He had also saved a stranger amongst it all though she had smelt a little like Roman. Taking a deep breath in, he let it out smiling as his dark ears pulled forward to the wind of the winter. Wagging his black tail, he lowered his head to say a quick grace before sitting down where he had been standing.
Boredom was going to take him over again soon, and of course there was also his jittery feeling of being in the same place for far too long. It had been a while since the plague began, and he had to stay by his sister the entire time. Aside from the few moments he left to treat that one little yearling with the cure. And of course when he had come back she was missing. Which had made him a bit sad but that was life.

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A savior doesn't need remembering

Quelt