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Kemo had been waiting for... minutes? Hours? He didn't care either way, knowing this was to be an important event, though he didn't know how or why. Maybe it's been long enough...maybe if I go back to see her she won't even remember what had happened and she'll accept me as a friend again, like the first day we had met. A short second later he decided he would go see her, but not today. Tomorrow would be best as today he had business to take care of.
The sounds of the forest were calm, peaceful, and suddenly interrupted by a strange heavy clomping sound. Moon above, what could that racket be?" Shortly after the clomping noise reached his ears, he could hear a distinct snorting sound, followed by a noise he had never heard in his life. The only way he could explain it was as a whehehehe, but even that didn't seem to give it the proper description. He didn't have to think about it too hard as a sudden heavy stepping he instantly recognized, her scent reaching his noise, the light knocking, and finally a slightly quiet, "Kemo...?" all told him exactly who had suddenly showed up to his den.
Ralla... It had been a week, only a week, but he missed her as if it had been months. He was careful to maintain himself, knowing she might freak out if he was too excited to see her again, but still he was so excited to see her. He lifted his head up and looked in the direction a strange clicking noise was coming from. A few seconds passed in awkward silence, the tension in the air so thick it could be cut with a knife. Suddenly Kemo released a warm smile. "Greetings Ralla. How are you? It's been a bit since we've last seen each other hasn't it?" There was no sarcasm in his voice, no hint that he still held a grudge for the last time they had met and he had intended that. Simple words could not keep him from the first friend he had ever made in this land, the first wolfess who had offered so much kindness in return for nothing.
"I missed you." It had been said before he could catch it, but he hoped she wouldn't take it the wrong way. Besides...he really did miss her.
Kemo ”talks”, walks, and thinks.
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