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N/A · 08-01-2015, 04:48 PM

In a way she was a friend, or so Lillie said. A stranger who was found at the borders. It was, in some ways not surprising. The young one was younger than even Lillie. Without parents to properly teach her about borders and such she could very easily not know what a border was. This unfortunately seemed to be the case of the little one. No one to take care of her, wherever her parents were it seemed that they could no longer care for the little one. Were they perhaps dead? Allen didn’t have the heart to ask.

Lillie’s suggestion was logical of course. The little one needed to stay somewhere safe, and Abaven was the place to be. Allen couldn’t argue, and he would turn his gaze to the youngling as she spoke up that she would like to stay. His heart would go out to the little one. Perhaps Nona could take her in as a foster child, or even Motif. “Of course you are welcome to stay in Abaven, child. Lillie, will you do me a favor and watch over her while I find someone to be her caretaker?” The man would ask, casting a look at the yearling.

Then his gaze would once more slide back to the pup, leaning down with a smile. “What’s your name little one?”

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Table by:: Tealah

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