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Memories of Christmas were vague. The petite vixen hardly looked of age to have seen a Christmas, but she had. Once. Feelings of happiness belonged to the winter season. Gifts. Games. A happy family.
Her family had grown smaller since last Christmas. Just her and her da. Slowly, the little druid began realizing her mother and brother may not be coming back. That it really was just her and her da, who she adored completely, but it left her feeling sad. Empty.
The pit in her stomach had grown lately. The void. The sense of everyone missing. The melancholy bothered her. What was she supposed to do about it? Something, surely. An ever-in-motion child, Aine despised the sense of listlessness.
When she spotted her father up in the treehouse, brightening the boring wood, the little fox paused. Her hazel hues gleamed with an immediate spark. Her da was painting. She loved it when he painted.
Stumbling over her paws, Aine scrambled up the steps that wrapped around the tree's trunk. "Da! Da! Puis-je vous aider?"
[/td][/tr][/table]Her family had grown smaller since last Christmas. Just her and her da. Slowly, the little druid began realizing her mother and brother may not be coming back. That it really was just her and her da, who she adored completely, but it left her feeling sad. Empty.
The pit in her stomach had grown lately. The void. The sense of everyone missing. The melancholy bothered her. What was she supposed to do about it? Something, surely. An ever-in-motion child, Aine despised the sense of listlessness.
When she spotted her father up in the treehouse, brightening the boring wood, the little fox paused. Her hazel hues gleamed with an immediate spark. Her da was painting. She loved it when he painted.
Stumbling over her paws, Aine scrambled up the steps that wrapped around the tree's trunk. "Da! Da! Puis-je vous aider?"
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AINE CHARLOTTE NÍ BROIN - THE PITT - 10 MOONS - RED DEER-FOX
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