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kaaaaeeeeeee! :] this post is lacking.

        And then she was there before him. Moving toward him even as he raced for her. His fear had been infectious, showing in her single eye and in her voice even as she spoke out to him. A dream that had seemed so real now seemed foolish and childish as he moved closer, inhaling her familiar scent. Yet he could not erase the lingering emotion as he closed in, pressing his head against her chest and utterly submitting himself to her. “I had a bad dream,” he whispered, voice faint and frightened as a scared puppy.


        He’d dreamed she’d died again, leaving him once again lost without his mother. He’d seen her mangled corpse, bleeding and broken with a hollow, yellow eye. His darkest fears realized as he’d done years ago, dreaming again and again he’d never see her again. Yet here she was, alive and well and speaking to him as she’d always done. He buried himself in her fur, closing his eyes and wishing away the darkness, allowing only the scent and wicked smile of Kaena to live within his thoughts.

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