Tell me, Can I live again?
02-12-2015, 01:39 AM
She had collapsed at the mouth of Bass's den and was surprised when his soft 'psst' whispered out to her, and she would look upwards, to find that he had somehow dragged himself onto the top of his den, despite his injures. Her first reaction would be to frown at him, for potentially worsening his pains, but then she would, finally, somehow, break out into a small smile. Already some of her mental weariness would lift away as she looked up into her brothers smile, and she would have the strength to jump and climb to be with him. She would immediately entangle herself in his form, squishing up against him so you couldn't tell where her fur stopped and his began, and she would immediately start washing away at the parts of his fur that where still damp. Bass and Motif had been insanely close at one stage, and well life had sort of gotten in the way, she always knew and felt the bond between them to be as strong as ever. “I don't know, I like it up here, it seems out of the way, private, yet open” she said softly, mumbling through her open maw as she continued her grooming. She spoke in a quite voice so not to wake the occupants of the den below them. Neither of them spoke of Rhythm, it was too soon to pick at that scab, and both their hearts where aching, so instead she melted into him and appreciated the peaceful moment with her brother, with things feeling strong and true between them. |
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