CHULANE
let's set the world on fire
He could only imagine what awaited him at the dinner, what questions might get thrown at him, what expectations he would have to meet. His imagination conjured up all sorts of things, his affinity for fantasy television shows adding fuel to the fire within him as images of all sorts of tortures and delightful ways a simple 'dinner' could go so terribly wrong distracted him from the current pangs of sorrow and grief. The vet remained present, though, even as his attention was pulled towards Auni and Zuriel, with pats and treats given hastily to both.He was pleased to be given the name of the companion, and the tidbit of information about her ability to heal. "Zuriel," he repeated, smiling as Kia greeted the beast as well, chuckling softly as she seemed to accept his presence (or rather, his treats).
And then there was Auni, who he hadn't forgotten about, but had hoped he wouldn't hate him too terribly for sharing his attention and his treats. "Auni," he called, even as Zuriel made to press herself upon him again. "Auni, if you go too far you won't get any treats at all," he called to the luxere, pressing another handful of treats forward for Zuriel's muzzle to feast upon. The whole scenario reminded him so sorely of home, of being surrounded by animals who all wanted a piece of him, that he might've wept from the wave of nostalgia that swirled through him.
But he persevered, swallowing the emotion away and continuing to walk in step with the others, returning to the present moment, to the light and the fun that was tainted by the weight of recent sorrow and loss. He was aware of the conversation on exactly where the dinner might be held, but did not participate directly in it, knowing he had little say on the matter and honestly not minding either way.
we can burn brighter than the sun
