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Lán Huàn | Xīchén | Zéwú-jūn ([personal profile] equivocations) wrote 2020-12-09 10:30 pm (UTC)

It hurts to hear his tiger make such sad sounds and be unable to do anything more than nuzzle him back. It's hardly the first time that they've been in pain around each other - being upset enough to run off by themselves in animal form is how they met, after all - but they've always been able to comfort each other.

There's nothing they can do now.

I love you. If this night is the last he can say it, he will do so as often as possible. Even though we will not see each other again, if ever you truly need me - you have only to send word, and I will come.

Then he closes his teeth lightly around his tiger's ear and gives it a playful tug.

Follow me. I know where we can get some dinner, and the perfect place to eat it.

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