Sylva listened quietly, fear rising up irrationally when she saw the large female turning to leave with awksnelegement toward the two alphas. The male’s words brought some hope to the ebony healer. Her ears perked, angling when she caught caught what he had said. That she could be of use to the Cove. She let the breath she held spell slowly in disbelief at his words, fearful that this was all just a dream with a pack she had conjured up, that the peace would be shattered any moment now.
Moonshadow spoke, she said it, words Sylva hadn’t heard in almost a year, words that brought hope to the she wolf’s shattered life. Words that could start the slow process of stitching herself back up, now. She blinked back tears that threatened to dampen her cheeks when she felt the alpha’s body pressed against hers before departing. A soft, barely audible whine escaped, she turned toward @Kajika, the only one left. She murmured softly “Thank you.”[/b]
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