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06-08-2013, 09:20 PM
Ktulu blinked as the forest began to twinkle under the lights of the fireflies. It had been fireflies that had led her to the old bear the first time when she'd been desperate for a companion to keep her company and chase away the loneliness that had always seemed to plague her. Now they were announcing her arrival, though they were much quieter this time around. Her attention snapped back to the old bear when he began to speak but then sadness lanced through her when his voice faltered. It hit home just how old the ancient bear was and made her realize that he had called her, more than likely, so he would not be alone when his final breath came and went. "My time here is short, and so I turn to you before I fade." It felt as if she'd been kicked in the stomach and all the air had been forced from her lungs. Ktulu took a shaky breath and stepped forward only to stop at the soft voice of another. Her dark head turned and crimson eyes found a mare who smelled of her home in the Foothills. She'd seen her in passing but had never spared a moment to speak to her. Circe had caught her Chieftess in a time when she was vulnerable. There was no mask of indifference or anger to cover the sadness and hurt that was present in her eyes. Sadness that was brought on by the imminent death of someone she appreciated more than she could ever hope to express. The Chieftess turned her head away from her warrior and looked back at the old bear. Silently, she did as he instructed and went to him. What would his final wish be? She hoped to hell and back that he didn't wish for her to end his life. | ||
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