Savior
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He left a faint trail in the sand, now being washed away by the wind and water, leaving almost no trace of his existence. He moved in a slow plod, far from eager to reach his destination, even stopping to wonder if he should turn back now and stop. He couldn't go there, not to the place he had seen her last, not to the place where she disappeared and seemingly stopped existing. Not there. Not to his old den. But he had to. He had to know that she was gone, know that she was never coming back, know that his cubs were somewhere else being raised without a father. He whined and looked out to the sea, the once calming waves now only reminded him that he was alone and that his Ghost was gone.
Slowly he approached the mouth of the cave, his whole body freezing and his eyes growing wide as he caught the scent, that gloriously familiar scent that he could revel in for the rest of his life and never dare forget. He ran into the cave and stopped. He looked at the creature before him and could almost feel a tear rolling down is cheek. "Ghost." he breathed, his eyes not once daring to leave her body for fear that it might leave if he looked twice. It was her, it had to be. He approached her silently and nuzzled her cheek, his heart soaring as fur brushed against fur. She was real, she was there, she had come back to him! He dropped beside her, resting his head on top of her neck and wrapping his paws around her as best as he could, begging her closer and praying he would never have to let her go. "I am here Mi Amor" |
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