Excited trills and chirps left Aubine as she saw her friends and 'teammates' enjoy their share of the kill. Only once or twice did she shift at her brother's side, her forepaws lifting and falling back into place. Hudson first, then Saga, then Adelard's friend... then Adelard... Her jaw quivered as her tongue found itself back in its proper place.
She sank into the snow as her brother began to make work of the fallen caribou. A shoulder and torso shimmy became a vibrating belly crawl but not for long. It seemed like mere seconds but before Aubine knew it, there was their cue. The wordless signal only Adelard used to tell his sibling that it was 'all clear.' They were welcome to approach.
Saliva dripped from her jowls. The first bite alone was all that she had ever wanted in that instant. Warmth washed over her from snout to tail as she began to relish the collective moment. Her tongue dragged itself across her muzzle from one side to the other. They - the five of them - had done it.
She stole a glimpse at her friends' bloodied faces; then, in absolute gratitude, she let out a small bark. Whether they stuck together or not, she wanted them to know she appreciated them. They had come this far together; and, to Aubine, that alone told her they could be more than
just a band of nomads.
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so I risk it all just to be with you
AUBINE GERAU
and I risk it all for this life we choose