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it was time to go. 

ava peered from the den with her lips drawn. @Etienne had been very kind to her. while ava had never lost her feral wariness, each time the healer visited she grew less cagey. 

now, mama came to collect her. 

bedridden this last month, ava’s heart quickened at the prospect of stretching her legs. she kept pace with her mama’s willowy legs, eyes set ahead. she stoically ignored the sharp ringing of her head, having adjusted to the near constant reminder of pain. 

though ava had no plans of ever returning, she left a small black feather tucked between the amber and mahogany bed furs. a small token, a gesture from one feral heart to another — though she lacked the words to ever explain, ava knew she owed etienne everything.

Etienne moved into the healing den to pull the bedding out to clean. He would break the ice this time with a rock.

It was with a siftened surprise he found thr black feather. And he wound it in the fur of his neck. Knotting it tightly.

Then he'd lift them and head to the River. A smile on his face. Hoping he had made a small difference.