Blackfeather Woods There are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how

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It didn't take her long to find him, and he greeted her with words and with affection—both of which she had missed and greedily welcomed. She leaned into his touch, and small smile curving her lips. Taikon, she offered in return before carefully nuzzling into her spot for a few moments, hoping it didn't cause him any discomfort; she had missed her spot too. 

She was quiet a moment as they walked, the forest seeming less dark now that he was here. How are you? she asked. She knew he had been struggling. She woke too when he had his nightmares. She had noticed the difference in his mood and memory; she hoped it was all temporary and would heal with time. She was happy to have him here, regardless. He was here and he was alive—they could figure out the rest.