She's in love with the boy
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She couldn't know how he felt, exactly, but she was trying to empathize with him as much as she could. Sympathize, even. Addison could feel sorry for him for what had happened to his mother. Her own mother was alive and well, as far as she knew...but Addison had left her by choice. Since Selene's death Grace had come by a a few times with gifts of food and other small items for them, "den-warming" presents, she called them, and that was much appreciated by the brown wolf.


She bid her cinnamon colored sibling a goodbye as the younger luperci stepped out into the hallway, then waved to her as she walked back to her own living quarters. Her sister had asked her some interesting questions today, ones that Addison hadn't really had an answer to. What was Ouija to her? She lived with him, and yet they were not mates. She'd had to think about it. Ouija made her happy...she wanted to live with him forever and never leave his side. But she had never seen a good, functioning relationship in her life. Was wanting to be with someone all that it took?


So she had answered with that, that she just wanted to be with the man and that fate had brought them together. Of course, she'd tried to hurt him the first time they had met...but sometimes friendships and relationships had rocky starts to them. Her sister's questions had made her consider a few things, though, that she had never thought of before. Where was their...relationship, if that was what they would call it, going? They had spoken of having pups in the future, but did mateship come first? She didn't know. She knew that she wanted to be with him and only him...and that she wanted him to be with her.


Addison went to sit down near the rear of the den on her sleeping place, yawning. It was nearing evening and she was growing a little sleepy from the day's adventures. She'd gone out and patrolled the border as was expected of her, had hunted a bit and put some food in the store room, and then had visited with Grace. Busy day! She closed her eyes for a moment, leaning her head back against the wall. Perhaps Ouija would come home soon and then she would have something to occupy her mind and keep her awake.



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Ouija had spent time away from everyone, keeping only to himself as he mourned his mother's passing. But he was done with that now. Life went on still. He couldn't reside in the past. He still has his own life to live. In truth his mother was better off now. She was at rest finally. that certainly was a comforting thought and so he had to press forward. He couldn't just laze about for too long. He had things that he had to complete. He had plants to collect and store. With the larger creatures seeming more abundant he had some skins to collect to line the floor with instead of all the small rabbit pelts and such that he had. He was always finding new tasks to busy himself with.

By the end of the day he finally returned to the den and placed down his satchel. He glanced to Addison as he entered and noticed that she seemed to be sleeping. This dictated his movements be as quite as possible. He carefully removed the plants that he had gathered and placed them down on the floor. After all he didn't want to disturb the sleeping female as he was trying to remain considerate of her. He didn't wish to wake her if she were sleeping.

Ouija found that he wasn't sleepy just yet. Or perhaps that was because he had project lined up in his head that he wished to complete and so he couldn't rest until they were done. The first of which was finishing up a doll that he had been working on previously. That is what all of the plants were for, just to fill it. Once he had emptied his satchel of the needed items he grabbed the half complete doll and went to sit next to the fire to work. In silence he filled the shaped fur with the items that were meant to bring luck so that he could put the last few stitches into the doll in order to add to his collection. His mother's death had renewed his passion in making things meant for protection and luck. He had already decided that he would give this doll to his aunt. Certainly she could us it with a whole pack to run.


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