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Raffh leaned into the arm with a delighted purr, snuggling his face into the red curls. "Good," he said voice low and he kissed the little golden ears. "I should pack.." he muttered vaguly not wanting to leave the warm embrace.

Raffh moved so he could rest his lips against Chiron next feeling the vibrations caused by the coon's mur. It tickled causing him to gave a soft giggle. He kissed the skin willing to just lay trap between them.

Raffh gave a murring purr eyes blissful as the fingers ran though his lenght of hair. The silver was a little dull from abuse and malnutriounion but it still felt good to be stroaked, making a warm pit in his belly. "Rene' has some special needs..you wouldn't mind having blood packets in the house would you?"

"Thanks, I don't Rene' feeling uncomfortable about that." Raffh sat up, pushing his hair away from his face. "There is a few bags in the closet I think." He said. "And a chest at the end of the bed."

Raffh eyes closed wanting to slip off into sleep at the warmth of being just curled up next to his lover. He shook himself slightly, gently regretfull unravling himself from Chiron and stood shakily padding to the end of his bed to the chest.

A large chest carved with tiny flowers nodding in some invisable wind; his chest with the teeny tiny flowers from home decorating it. Brother and Sahil had created it; the mer teaching his brother the finer points of hinging the box toghter. It had been stained white at the courners the same creamy color of the petals...the only thing he had wished to keep with him of home.

The cat shook his head, opening the chest and blinked in surprise. A long oval like stick laided in the crush velvet interior, a prayer stick? He picked up the ivory colored thing running his fingers across the familiar rune writing luck, protection, health and his face flushed as it brushed the last fertility. There was no note but he didn't need one. Only his brother knew the rune writing, a appolige he couldn't speak. "Brother.." he breath eyes softening.

He placed it around his neck already holed at the top and a thin piece of silken rope running though it. "Mmmmm brother gives his blessings."

"A prayer stick, or a wish stick. It's carved with runes meaning a certain wish or prayer." Raffh's ears flattened slightly at the tone. His brother could be a real welll p***k. He would be worse at the moment feeling that he had failed somewhere. "Ummm would you like to hold it." He asked lifting it up from his chest.

Raffh fingers ran over it one last time lingering on the last one. It had been years since he had received such a gift. Well Akash had gave him some gifts but one was hidden on his bed. "Could you help me lift my mattress? I have to retrieve something from it.." A fully illustrated book of twenty some pages titled Prince's silver. An odd title but he guessed one fitting for them.