sorry for the slight pp saying he was home
NPC Zafier talking
Zafier movements
436 words
Standing outside in the snow she inhaled. She wasn't sure why she wasn't wearing clothes but she wasn't. Looking back at Vigi's house she smiled. Her life was much better then it had been. Closing her eyes she inhaled again and shifted her weight. She had been taught to fight and she missed her brother and doing the thing called martial arts her brother had taught her helped her.
Mentally in her head she ran over the names of the moves she knew. She was proud she even remembered any. But as she was out there in the snow she felt at ease. She could only imagine her brother standing there coaching her. He'd stand close to her and if she were doing it wrong he'd fix her stance moving with her. She was lost in the quite there at her new home. The shared custody of her children was different and Leroy manly only took them days to play. she knew Vigi was inside and soon she'd go in to be with him.
Zafier was never one to cross pack boarders but he could smell her he needed to get to her. His weight shifted as he smoothly walked along how many wolves were here? What sort of pack had his kind hearted little sister joined. A smile laced his maw as he watched her this area smelt of a male and there was a scent of another male and two others. Was she a leader? had she come to find herself a very good home.
Ayita continued her practice unaware of the brother that watched her. She missed her home and more so him. She was the litle sister and he protected her from everything. As she changed stance and position she felt the touch of another. She was sure for a minute that it was Vigi untill she heard the man speak.
"Votre action de cela mal la soeur. Serrez-vous en haut." He said his voice like liquid. He had been searching for so very long. And to hold her again made him happy. He shifted his weight with hers. Just like when they were kids and he was teaching her. "Avez-vous oublié que je vous ai enseigné ? Ma chère soeur comment vous pourrait."
Ayita turned her head and looked at him. He hadn't changed at all it seemed he was older though she was as well. She felt herself want to cry as she looked at him. How could he be here was he part of her imagination. "Vous imagine-je?" All she could then see was a smirk cross his face.
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