Phoenix Maplewood akele hum, akele tum

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she was silent as he spoke, knowing that she could not match the ease and beautiful harmony of his words. once did her maw open a fraction, when he promised to pick her up, and yet words did not come. instead, she bridged the gap between them, pushing her muzzle into the fur of his shoulder with a sigh. she withdrew only when he spoke again, and get her burning gaze was softened, made benign and open. "Adi," she breathed, "I'll always come back to you."

and around them, the wood moved with spring's hope, and soon the land would change once more. she was made silent not only by her own inadequacies when it came to words, but also the relief and happiness that washed over her suddenly, her own golden gaze meeting his firmly.