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06-11-2013, 05:10 PM
Ever since Aaron had found her, bearing the news of his mother's death, Kimber had lingered nearby. Whether it was just her, or just Kaiden, or both of them, they had been a shadow for the painted stallion. Being in-training to become a protector was only so important when you couldn't protect your best friend from his emotional hurts. When you realized that you couldn't defend his sisters from the pain of being orphaned. Yes, it had a driving impact to learn to fight, to defend, but lessons were second to offering support.
So it was only to be expected to find the mousey young grulla slipping up through the slowly gathering crowd. An ear was cocked to listen to the speeches being unreeled by the crafters, but she had nothing to say about any of it. Instead she moved forward, stepping up to stand beside Aaron, her shoulder pressed firmly against his in an unspoken gesture of support. She cared naught that this was a meeting of importance, called by crafters with the intent to gather support to craft things of a huge scale. All she cared about was that Aaron needed her, and that she be there for him. And to hell with anything anybody thought about her standing there with the Glaziers, with Aaron.
So it was only to be expected to find the mousey young grulla slipping up through the slowly gathering crowd. An ear was cocked to listen to the speeches being unreeled by the crafters, but she had nothing to say about any of it. Instead she moved forward, stepping up to stand beside Aaron, her shoulder pressed firmly against his in an unspoken gesture of support. She cared naught that this was a meeting of importance, called by crafters with the intent to gather support to craft things of a huge scale. All she cared about was that Aaron needed her, and that she be there for him. And to hell with anything anybody thought about her standing there with the Glaziers, with Aaron.
