Flaming Hearts.
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NUMBAH - Stealin' this, cause yeah.


Sky had been busy. With Shawchert having joined the pack, the tree hospital she'd been considering looked more and more like a possibility. Her Shaw- no, he wasn't her's anymore. Still, Shawchert was back. Alive. Safe. He'd gone to look for Titania, of course, but he'd left in good spirits. Good health. So Sky had busied herself with working on the plans for the new expansions that would need to be made to the clinic. She'd spent the night there and come morning, worked even harder to finish what she could. Eventually, the ideas started to seem more and more silly. Her mind overworked.

So, she headed towards the den. As she left the clinic behind, she shifted down into her lupus form- without clothes, being outside in her optime form just didn't feel right anymore. Sometimes, she didn't think about it, but during moments when she could think clearly, it seemed better to be on all fours.

As she neared the den, the sharp scent of fire and the soft crackle of it came to her senses. She hurried towards the den, worried- no one had howled or come running. Surely this couldn't be as bad as it seemed.

It wasn't. There sat Shawchert, a controlled fire near him. She sighed in relief as she came trotting over, offering him the somewhat customary greeting- a little more friendly than usual, of course. Her nose searched for his ribs, shoving weight against him happily and sitting down as if she'd done the same thing every day. "You're back. Did you find her?" She spoke calmly, neutrally. It wasn't as if she'd expected to see the girl. Somewhere, she could almost smell her, but she couldn't be sure by the faintness of it if he'd seen her or not.

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