[/html]The joy that was evident on her superior’s face was enough to let the darkness slip on her face for just a moment. The Confidant gleefully hugged her dark friend with just as much exuberance as Eris had for her; when it was over, Maggie was beaming. She couldn’t help it, she loved the peculiar woman before her.
“Thank you,” she said simply. “Turns out peace-loving hippies don’t particularly like hurting their captives, so it worked out for the best,” she grinned, thinking about Sage. She had been so strange, just like how Foxglove turned out strange. Magnolia did not understand that way of life, and probably wouldn’t for the rest of her life.
Not wanting to get left behind, the Kite swooped in to the scene and perched herself daintily on her master’s shoulder. Maggie nuzzled her companion before looking back to her Auxiliary. Thoughts of Eris’ children came to the silver-furred girl. “I saw Arte the other day…. She has turned into a wonderful creature, you should feel very proud,” The Confidant couldn’t stop smiling; she really liked that little one. Arte had always been sweet and playful, and just maybe Maggie’s favorite of the litter.
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