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The weak morning sun glanced off the snow and into Adelaide's den, startling her awake. She blinked away the sleep in her eyes for a few moments and stretched leisurely, a wide yawn parting her maw. Voro had already gone, he started his day much sooner than she, and she didn't want him to hover over her like a mother hen when he could be out enjoying himself. She emerged from her little oasis with a smile, giggling like a young pup when a snowflake landed on her nose. She went cross-eyed to admire it, only to watch it melt as soon as it had appeared. Shaking off the condensation on her pelt, she trotted off to begin her work: gathering herbs in the slightly more temperate regions of the mountains.
It was rare for the little wolf to travel anywhere alone, but the horrors of her recent past were starting to fade from her waking memory now that she was in a safe, stable place. She and Voro had left all the horrors and wretched wolves of Sanatorium behind. Her only worry now was running into...
Dammit.
Aeri approached her from a distance, she almost hadn't noticed her arrival, but her excruciating eyes gave her away. Adela's smile slipped into what most would consider a perfectly placid countenance, but to her was an outward expression of distaste. "Good morning, Aeri," she called to the other woman, halting her steady plod downhill. "To what do I owe the pleasure? If you're looking for Zagreus, he stepped out." Of course she was looking for Voro; the pair of them had some invisible string tied between them that Adelaide feverishly itched to sever. He felt at home here, but there was more to it than that: he felt at home with her. Jealousy was not a good color on Adelaide.
She didn't quite understand why her ear-tips turned green whenever the ivory-pelted woman was near. It certainly had something to do with her's and Zagreus' undeniable connection, but it also flared whenever the more graceful wolf walked, spoke, did anything really. She was fierce and formidable where Adelaide was short, round and altogether non-threatening. She wished to be tall and powerful; Voro certainly didn't hold back when he called her fat, and although she knew he didn't mean it... still, it hurt. Aeri was simply the epitome of what the girl wished she was.
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It was rare for the little wolf to travel anywhere alone, but the horrors of her recent past were starting to fade from her waking memory now that she was in a safe, stable place. She and Voro had left all the horrors and wretched wolves of Sanatorium behind. Her only worry now was running into...
Dammit.
Aeri approached her from a distance, she almost hadn't noticed her arrival, but her excruciating eyes gave her away. Adela's smile slipped into what most would consider a perfectly placid countenance, but to her was an outward expression of distaste. "Good morning, Aeri," she called to the other woman, halting her steady plod downhill. "To what do I owe the pleasure? If you're looking for Zagreus, he stepped out." Of course she was looking for Voro; the pair of them had some invisible string tied between them that Adelaide feverishly itched to sever. He felt at home here, but there was more to it than that: he felt at home with her. Jealousy was not a good color on Adelaide.
She didn't quite understand why her ear-tips turned green whenever the ivory-pelted woman was near. It certainly had something to do with her's and Zagreus' undeniable connection, but it also flared whenever the more graceful wolf walked, spoke, did anything really. She was fierce and formidable where Adelaide was short, round and altogether non-threatening. She wished to be tall and powerful; Voro certainly didn't hold back when he called her fat, and although she knew he didn't mean it... still, it hurt. Aeri was simply the epitome of what the girl wished she was.
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