The Sentinels whiskey kisses

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Aria stiffened at Casmir's call. She had done such a great job ignoring his presence entirely and (although not really) getting over him. It hadn't been very long, but a surge of what she labeled as real maturity had entered her bloodstream and mindset- thanks to the help of Pearl and Lasher. She hesitated, deciding whether or not to answer his desperate call, feeling that she did not need him. The white girl had done just fine without him- better even. She almost opted to ignore his plea completely and remain at the borders. 

But old habits die hard, so she got up off her ass and went to him, her posture straight yet somehow relaxed. 

"Casmir," she said to the boy, her tail held behind her, waving occasionally.