4/30/2025, 12:39 AM
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It seemed like an entire decade passed since she summoned someone. With each passing moment, she wondered if Fable would suddenly appear to give her another lecture about the importance of being mindful of where she went unattended. Already, she had an argument in her head - she hadn't crossed the border... yet.
The absence of a recipient was suddenly broken by a black and silver form Aisling recalled seeing before during the tourney - she was not a Shakti-Vaes as she was, but she was definitely a member of Dawnbreak and that easily sorted her into the "safe" file stowed away within Aisling's mind.
Her tail began to wave with fervor as the older wolf welcomed her, her haunches shifting with the motion for the sheer force behind it. She tippy-tapped her front paws in excitement, realizing a moment too late that she was trampling the flowers she painstakingly collected. With a quiet "oops" uttered beneath her breath, she stooped to retrieve the now faintly bedraggled wildflowers between her teeth with a little more kind treatment than they'd received from her paws. She stretched her neck up proudly, as though she could bridge the gap in their heights if she just stood a little straighter.
She paused, maintaining her amenable visage as she added,
Her tail didn't stop wagging the entire time.
The absence of a recipient was suddenly broken by a black and silver form Aisling recalled seeing before during the tourney - she was not a Shakti-Vaes as she was, but she was definitely a member of Dawnbreak and that easily sorted her into the "safe" file stowed away within Aisling's mind.
Her tail began to wave with fervor as the older wolf welcomed her, her haunches shifting with the motion for the sheer force behind it. She tippy-tapped her front paws in excitement, realizing a moment too late that she was trampling the flowers she painstakingly collected. With a quiet "oops" uttered beneath her breath, she stooped to retrieve the now faintly bedraggled wildflowers between her teeth with a little more kind treatment than they'd received from her paws. She stretched her neck up proudly, as though she could bridge the gap in their heights if she just stood a little straighter.
Hello!she cheerfully greeted the dark-coated wolf. She reminded Aisling of waters beneath ice, dappled by light overhead. It was a thought she could not articulate yet in her youthful mindset, but one day she would learn to weave more poetic statements.
You're pretty like winter - I brought flowers!
She paused, maintaining her amenable visage as she added,
An' a rabbit, but I lost it.
Her tail didn't stop wagging the entire time.
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