K'piru had barely adjusted her eyes to the blinding sun before muscled arms enveloped her, pulling her to a bandaged, bloody chest. Her nose pressed against warm skin, she at first thought it K'thalen and leaned heavily into the embrace. Her shoulders shook.
But when she breathed in, though she caught smooth, comforting edges of K'thalen's scent, it was distant. More than just the char and blood - things she'd smelled so much of the past days that she felt certain they were permanently seared onto her senses - there was the smell of someone else, familiar but different. She brought her hands up to grip the other's elbows.
"K'ile," she breathed out, and her tail curled tight against her leg before she lifted her face. The hollowness of his expression, what she could make out of it, chilled her, and her voice shook as she tried to form the question she wanted, "Where is...?"
But when she breathed in, though she caught smooth, comforting edges of K'thalen's scent, it was distant. More than just the char and blood - things she'd smelled so much of the past days that she felt certain they were permanently seared onto her senses - there was the smell of someone else, familiar but different. She brought her hands up to grip the other's elbows.
"K'ile," she breathed out, and her tail curled tight against her leg before she lifted her face. The hollowness of his expression, what she could make out of it, chilled her, and her voice shook as she tried to form the question she wanted, "Where is...?"
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