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Saul Chibi is by Requiem!
Saul watched, green eyes perhaps a little reproachful. He knew he wasn't the most memorable of people and he'd only spoken to Kiara once. He remembered her, now that she had put name to face. Of course, he shouldn't have worried. Green eyes watched her face, a look of confusion morphing into something akin to joy. She launched herself forward, across the carcass and he felt the tiny licks to his head. He chuckled softly, straitening his face for a moment before aiming a few greeting licks to her chin. It was good to see her, to see that she was still alive and well, for the most part. His name had burst from her lips and he'd laughed softly, revelling in the friendship of the moment. He hadn't realised how much he'd missed those whom he had once called brother and sister until this moment. She stepped back, although sapphire eyes danced with a glint of excitement perhaps, he wasn't sure.
It wasn't going to last long however as he asked if she'd left Ichika. He remembered his short meeting with Dalgina in the Dampwoods- she'd said that Jace and Temo had moved them. He had wondered what had happened for them to up and leave. Her head dropped and she looked towards his paws instead. It must be bad news. She spoke then, delivering the blow. He was shocked, his mouth opening softly and confusion washing over his face. She'd answered his question and it had opened up a whole myraid of other questions that he wanted answering. I'm sorry Kiara... Was his automatic response and he meant it. She'd bee settled there and she just had pups. It was cruelty, to leave her to fend for herself.
Perhaps scrabbling to find something other than this dizzying news, her voice came again, still sad. He snorted softly, wondering where on earth to start. He knew that maybe she didn't want to talk about Ichika and he respected her change of subject. Lots of things... I'm down at the Moonstone Lakes currently with my family. He said softly, his brain throwing him images of his passionate kiss with Lilin. She was much more than family, and she'd run away. He knew he would need to get going soon, but being here was irresistable. Do you have anywhere to go? He asked, his brain refusing to move so quickly from that bomb. She could come back with him if she had nowhere, he knew his family would welcome her.
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