Thanks for a great thread! <3
Wc: 352
"Etiam sit amet lacus sem, vitae dignissim massa."
Even before Ghita had claimed Jazper as her mate (or accepted him, if you really wanted to get into details), she knew that her ebony mate had remained in the pack for a long time, although details eluded her. Certainly longer than she had, and perhaps almost as long as Savina and Kansas themselves. Had Savina and Kansas been mates when Savina founded Crimson Dreams? Had Jazper been there at the time? Those questions swirled around the agouti fae's mind as she listened to Kansas' tale, a faint smile painting her ebony lips.
She had grown to like Kansas in the short time they'd talked. He didn't have the same adventurous spirit that some of his children had, or so it seemed, but he catered to the more mature side of Ghita, the one that enjoyed simply sitting and enjoying the outdoors on a fine day. As well, there was that slight amount of pressure she placed upon herself to like the bookish male, simply because their relationship was crucial to Savina's happiness, a woman that both of them cherished.
Even as she became terrified at the thought, Ghita was making more and more roots in Crimson Dreams, drawing her relationships into deeper roots that could strangle and restrain her to the very land she stood on. But did she want to leave? Did it have to seem that way, that she was being held against her will? Didn't Ghita want to reside with her children and mate, and bring happiness to her family?
There's no easy answer.
Her thoughts darkened like the sky as Kansas mentioned the long trek back to the Manor. To the physically healthy Kansas, a brisk walk at dusk could seem pleasurable, something to enjoy and look forward to. But Ghita's injury, despite her desires, created long journeys out of short ones, even in her more able Lupus and Secui forms. Slowly rising to her paws, her hand scrabbled quickly for her walking stick, standing up in a practiced motion that, although slow, was filled with grace. "Sure - Jazper and the kids are probably waiting for me."
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