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Silent were the waves kissing the shore, the coast silent and filled by the sounds of night. malacia brought the fish to surface, the calm tenderness a perfect time for feeding. There was no aubade to be sung at this time, so long before dawn. Quiet was the paralian kingpin, the jaguar sitting upon one of the boulders lost out in the ocean's caress, their dark furred tail dipped into the main. eyes closed, the jaguar rested under the stars, unaware of asteri's presence at the shore before the gentle breeze brought her scent to their nose. turning their head back to the shore, they saw the dark pelted she wolf, a dark form against the sea-shore. slipping silently into the water, they paddled through the slow waters, eyes lighting up as they realised the water had taken on a hue, lighting up with every movement, the bioluminescent algae and beings reacting to their movement. Swimming quietly, they drifted from shore, pausing in their swim, wanting to approach the aggrieved female. She was their friend, and their confidant. Exhaling warmly, the jaguar flicked their ears before swimming closer, tail making small ripples, "Bellasima.", they called softly in the spanish tongue, trying to catch her attention.

The posture she held inspired the feeling of concern in them, their heart worrying for her. "Asteri", they would call softly as they drifted closer, the water keeping its glow as their movements became stronger, making it into the shallows, water dripping from their coat. Approaching her, they felt the sand between their toes, the feeling of being alive a thing they had not found solace in for so long. They knew not what went through her head, but they could tell that she was in need of something. They had never seen the other as weak, they'd seen her as strong, collected and calm. She had only ever shown her worth and willingness to help - she had agreed to help them and they would forever be grateful to her.

Strong were limbs that felt frail, loved was the body she loathed, cared for was the mind she cursed, cherished were the skills and talents she disliked, embraced was the personality she bore. She was one and unique, a flash of color and flavor in an otherwise dull life, a star so bright that not even the hesperus could compare. To worship her was sabaism, a worship of the stars that she so deserved. Holy was the body she owned, a temple to be held and protected, loved and revered by those around her, guarded by the loyalty and heard by the listeners. She was so much more than she thought of herself, so tender yet so strong. To feel like shale but to be as tough and hardened as a diamond was a rarity, feeling so lost and never the same. Her glory was that she was who she was, someone to be loved and cherished and supported by those around her. Worn out was she, to be held up and protected by the bodies around her, ever held in reverence, her efforts of importance and her impact significant.

Bellasima - beautiful //

hearing their name from her soothed their mind lost in it's own torrent, their body drifting ever closer before they let their paws catch upon the ground beneath them, standing in the water, listening to the nighttime sounds around them, eyes fixated on her, showing no emotion from within them. "beautiful.", they murmured, not bothering to give any context, letting her find her own meaning in their words. emerging from the water, they looked back to it with a fond smile, "the moon ... has more than one copy of itself here. there's always been more than one moon but ... it's always been hiding in a secret place.", they murmured softly, stepping downshore to shake their coat of water droplets. they didn't dare push her to speak, coming to sit down not too far away, close enough to speak, close enough to move wherever she needed them to be. "it's strange, finding peace in the silence of the moon.", they spoke after a long while of lending a shoulder should she need it. such silences as these led to lands for breeding grounds of negativity and thoughts that would only lead to despair and pain.

they smiled wordlessly, sitting at her side as they licked water from their fur, lifting a paw to clean it of water, purring steadily in the depths of their throat, coat brushing against hers the slightest. listening to her words, they let their eyes drift to half-closed, ears pricked up, tail curled around their paws. "the copies hide away out of fear, but they do not know that they are just as loved and cherished as the moon itself is.", they murmured softly and warmly, eyes glinting warmly in the night. "the moon is always giving, never taking. it does love all that it's light befalls. it is a peaceful existance, after all.", they murmured quietly, shaking their tail free of water. laying down at her side, they gazed up at her and past her, up to the stars. "the sun can be harmful, but the moon always heals. the sun shines so brightly, and the moon waits for its own time.", they murmured, smiling faintly, "the moon is patient and always there, always present and waiting for those who need it. it doesn't fret when the sun covers it, nor does it brag when it covers the moon. there are times when even the moon and its copies need re-assurance, and there's nothing wrong with that.", they murmured, tail curling up over their back and flopping over their paw, twitching slightly.

they smiled, looking over to her, "those who do not kindly look upon the comforters of the moon, do not deserve their rights and blessings so given by the moon.", they murmured softly, leaning to her to brush their fur against hers in comfort. they stayed there, looking up at her, enjoying the way the moonlight brought her into clearer picture in their gaze, noticing the new markings in her fur. blinking, they looked away for some time, back to the ocean, mulling over her words, tail curling over their paw, "there is a lot going on at this time, yes. an amount far too much for one to handle alone. round your shoulders and your spirit, things will be harder before they become easier and run off us like rain.", they spoke, ears pricked at the sound of movement not far away.

taking a breath, "but you do not bear these burdens alone, asteri. share the load with us, with your friends.", they murmured lightly, pressing their nose to her side, holding her gaze, "bad or not, we stand with you, and it is alright. it is alright to bend your head and cry, dear. the pressure will weigh you down, but we will help you back up. it is alright to be overwhelmed, and to succumb to it. it is okay. if you need time away, do not be afraid to take your leave.", they murmured softly, beginning to groom her fur in what was meant to be a soothing gesture. "when it becomes too much, find those you trust. we wait for you and for those who need us. we will not sway under those storms, not when it means protecting everything that means so much.", they spoke quietly, the jaguar sitting up.

ears swiveling, they picked up on sam's movement, greeting her with a soft rumble, "sam, hello.", the kingpin greeted her softly, the third companion a gentle but welcome presence in this time of uncertainty and brutal wars not waged in the open, but in the closed spaces of the heart. exhaling deeply, the kingpin gazed up at the sky, eyes taking in the constellations, sadness in their gaze. they knew the losses that everyone suffered were always there, just under the surface, waiting to break the surface and torment the mourner. shaking their head, they leaned over to run their cheek along asteri's shoulder with a soft croon, whiskers twitching. their words could not convey what they long wished to tell everyone who bore scars and broken hearts, to tell those who needed to hear it. maybe they could do right by her, maybe they could protect her where they had failed with everyone else.