Jade Fern Grove [M] The Fortune Queen of New Orleans

Ingram.

Jealousy sparked; this man had hurt her, and while he was her once-lover, Ksura found it difficult to forgive a man for having picked a fight with Ash Star. He made several assumptions- that the man had been the one to start the fight, and that he had been the unreasonable one- due to his newfound bias. He decided he would have to be watchful, so long as Ash Star was receiving intimate attention- if this man came back...He wasn't sure Ash Star might turn him away. 

He disliked the notion of being ousted from his position as her temporary attendant, and as such, sought to prove his loyalty. The wind could beat at him, and the temperatures could chill him- but while he was in the fondness of her gaze, he felt immune to everything else. 

"You are," He said, a touch of fondness and admiration in his voice. "We both are," He said, remembering. He shifted, so she might see the small patch of white fur near his hip- the place where a significant wound had been healed by creatures capable of miracles. "I thought this was going to kill me, but," He shrugged his shoulders. He knew enough to understand that it hadn't been divine intervention, but he had been saved nonetheless from what would have inevitably been a slow and painful death.