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 Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 3:32 am
Frosta walks slightly behind her mate King while she contiunes to think about things and the possiblities. The voice of King jarred her out of the brooding trance when she blinks, looking up at him with a light smile on her face. "Yes, King. I am all right. Just thinking about everything. What about you, are you ok?" She speeds her pace up slightly so she could walk side to side with her love. Frosta's eyes scans the snowy domain almost like she is trying her best to memorize everything because their home could be gone in a blink of eye.
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 6:36 am
King sighed and nuzzled her. "I am fine. I worry about my sister and why she left anyway. Did I do something wrong, or was it just that she felt the need to be free of here?" He sighed deeply. "It is like the kids, they left and I know I will not see them again. It is almost like there is a need to start over and .." He paused and shook his head. "No, that is a rude thing to say."
King just didn't know what to do. Word had come from his hawk that not only did one of their kids have children, but those kids had children.. and one of those had children. It wasn't natural. That line was no longer one he concidered his. Grandkids he could deal with, but not great grandkids. Not so soon. He was young, and it to him was babies having babies. "Bad parenting.." He muttered and he was the bad parent that started it all.
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 6:48 am
Frosta smiles gently as she nuzzles him back before she frowns lightly while shaking her head. "I doubt it, my dear. I think your sister just need a break?" She suggests helpfully, not liking to see King worrying or upset about something. She nudges her mate in side when she hears him talking about their children. "It is not your fault that they felt its necessary for them to leave and grow up but it would be nice if they all came back to visit us." She mumurs lightly when she sighs lightly, feeling more comfortable in frigid and cold enivornment. "You are not a bad parent, love.. in fact you are an amazing one. I bet our children turned out to be wonderful, I know Undesdala did." She stops walking, turning around to stand in front of King. "Don't beat yourself up over this, my love."
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