The wolf embraced her mate as they cried together, saddened that one of their pups hadn’t made it long enough to see the world. “Kit, whatever happens, I promise I won’t let the other two die.” She sobbed. “I promise.” She licked Kit’s face, trying her best to stop her from crying anymore. “Look on the bright side, the other two are still here.” Kit nodded, licking the new pups. “What should we call their brother?” Nightshade asked, not wanting to send off his spirit without a name. “Psych.” Kit decided. Nightshade nodded, a smile on her muzzle. “Psych it is. Goodbye Psych.” She said, licking the small lifeless body that was still warm.
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“There is no saint without a past, no sinner without a future.”
”Darling you are a work of art.” ~To Kit
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Relationships
Best friend: Forrest
Mate: Kit
Dragon Bind: Nettle (Amphiphere)
Magic Core: Lightning