#moofah-chan

{{ totally not based off a conversation with @moofah-chan and @warlock0103 }}

An aftermath response to https://moofah-chan.tumblr.com/post/181022054054/based-off-of-an-idea-in-teos-server-that

This post is for @moofah-chan  @dragonkingteo and @shen-gaoren

She didn’t even know how she escaped. Not that it mattered. What hope did she have? She abandoned the Nakarkos. She abandoned the Teostra. Who could love a traitor?

She trembled. Partially out of cold but mostly out of shame. After the Nakarkos was done with her, he threw her into the mud. It stuck everywhere, staining her once fluffy pure white wool. Fitting.

She didn’t know how but she moved her hooves, one step after the next, just trying to get somewhere. A gloomy aura surrounded her. Cold droplets of rain began to cry from the sky. She wrapped her arms around herself. Wool was warm, but wet wool wasn’t. She had hoped the rain would drown off the Nakarkos’ slime, but such things did not go away so easily. Sticky.

Soon… A familiar sight. Teo’s stately manor appeared in the distance, through the gloom of the rain. She hesitated. What would he say? What would he do? She stood there for a very long time. Hours perhaps? The rain was not letting up - rain was a strange sight at this time of year. Warm lights flickered in the house. It was like they were enticing her, begging her to warm up and dry her wool. Was it worth dying out here of exposure? Shame was telling her to continue standing outside and die quietly. But the warm lights were begging her to walk, to keep moving.

“Come! Come! It is warm here!” they said.

She took a step forward. Then she was at the door. She hesitated, but she didn’t need to for long. The door swung open. The warmth of the Teostra’s aura radiated over her. This whole time, she had been holding back tears. But his heat melted them free.

“I’m sorry!” she cried.

Her chest and shoulders trembled and heaved. Streams of tears flowed down her eyes, staining her face. Teo crouched down and wrapped his arms around her. Aacalia gasped, widening her eyes. He was warm. So warm.

“You don’t have to return to him. Your home is here.”