re̛t̨ur͏n? [✦] w͢aiti̴ng̀ f͜o̷r̀ ̕love͘

[suvi.]

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— s͢uv̷i͡ ̷k̛iir͜a ó f͞a҉olá҉in | t̢àn̢glewo̧o̷̢d̷͢ | sawbone —

Watching her step out of the jungle was like stepping out of a confused dream.  The cloudy haze of her mind began to clear away, slowly, giving way to a trickle of hope and relief.  Until she caught the confusion in his own eyes.  He doesn't recognize me. Of course, last he saw her, she'd been a little dire wolf pup.  Now, barely any larger, a fluffy vixen stood in her place.

Her fur shone gold and white, not quite the same shades as before, but a vague reminder of what was.  Eyes of different seasons, one just as brown as hers had been before.  Her small form begged the question; whom did she resemble more? Suvi or Kiira?  Regarding her reflection the first days, she had not been sure.

Now her lips quivered, ears flicking back nervously that perhaps her own father did not - glistening rain fluttered down her eyes as she was held.  Surprised, but more relieved than anything, shaking within her father's embrace.  Like she'd never been held before.  Like that concept was a foreign thing left only for dreams of happiness and family.

"D-da... I-I don't... I dun-dunno, I-I'm sorry.  I di-didn't mean to..." Her words sputtered like a the crackling embers on a dying fire.  "I..." Tears obscured her vision, but she spotted fluttering black feathers nonetheless.  She blinked, breathing in ruggedly. "Fiachra... W-why... Does F-Fiachra have y-your book?"

— T͏O̴G͠ETH͏ER̕ ÁT̴ ̸T̕H̶E ST͏ART̶ O͏F̀ ̵TI̡M͏E —