'Thank you...' Veritas said simply. They were simple words, but she backed them with a rush of pure grattitude. It was good to have a friend, a companion who understood the darkness of a solitary mind, who understood not being able to speak, always being lonely...
Well, not any more...
She purred at the nuzzling, curling her tail around to gently tap at Rotter's ankles with her torn feathers. It was easier then turning her head and bumping her companion. Except for the thoughts others had in their minds and shared with her, Veritas had not ever seen anything.. Her sense of depth was quite good, but one could only do so much blindfolded.
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