Price of Freedom (ode)

Odette looked at Sibelle carefully, wondering what had been the cause for Crucifix to hand over his reins so willingly. Her happiness faded a bit, showing the concern for Sibelle in her gaze. Her tail remained curled over her hips as she remained a respectful distance from the russet-furred woman. She had seen her hackles bristle and the slight curl of her upper lip. Even though Sibelle tried to keep her emotions tied in, Odette knew that something was wrong. "No...he didn't explain why. All he said was that he was leaving and that you would possibly not be going with him." She softly cleared her throat and gently added, "I thought that was rather odd, considering how much you two have been through for Solstice and as a couple..."

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