Icicle paused, feeling the elder male brushing against him, once again making contact against his colorless fur. Something Icicle still found a little baffling, the confusion etched into his features as Drestig said one thing he had never thought he’d hear. The albino’s ears perked forward as he quietly repeated it, scarcely able to believe it to be true. The words came as barely more than a whisper incase echoing that faint hope would somehow make the reality crumble into dust ” Yes...home.”
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Hope Is Very Near — Larkcall Lowlands
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Icicle Whitefang