1/20/2025, 9:24 PM
The sound of their own voice startled them for a moment. It had been so long since they’d heard it, they were surprised they could even still use it. They used a paw to touch their throat, then hauled their body upwards. They stumbled, regained their balance, and looked up just as that voice reached them.
They stopped, breath curling snowy from their nostrils. They didn’t trust their voice, even as they licked their lips, swallowed thickly.
Nightingale!They half bellowed, fighting the dizzy swirl of being standing so soon after-. Geraint put off thinking about what happened to them until later, plunging through the trees. Maybe it was reckless, running headlong towards a scent that so reminded them of their other, better half. But, their nose proved true. Crashing through the final distance, their head as high as they could throw it, Geraint caught sight of him.
They stopped, breath curling snowy from their nostrils. They didn’t trust their voice, even as they licked their lips, swallowed thickly.
Mo ghràdh?Finally croaked from their throat.