Larksong Grotto With apple blossom in her hair

indra needed no bidding - in a headlong run of gangly limb she set herself upon her mother with squeals and kisses, her body wriggling in both excitement and subservience. she had never expected to see her mother again and the joy outpoured from her like some rushing torrent. casmir too! she whined excitedly, trying to part licks on his chin between bursts of affectionate body-slams on saena's legs.

it was not until reek spoke that indra was brought back from cloud nine -- quizzically she turned around and guilt beseiged her. laurel.

indra sought her sister's gaze for a moment and instantly understood the hurt, the betrayal. she could not bring herself to look at reek fully, for she knew he too would likely bear a similar expression. shame and guilt both flooded indra and she crawled to the ground before them, a low and simpering whine gurgling from her in anxiety.