Say it ain't so

[Wichita]

FAMILIAR BREATH OF MY OLD LIES
CHANGED THE COLOR IN MY EYES

She straightens, ever a lady. It would not look well on her to be slouching, "Up with you then sugar." A Motherly bit of instruction, they best be off after all, because she wouldn't want to be out and about after dark. Wichita was no fighter, she never had been, once maybe she had almost been convinced she could be. That silly idea was soon forgotten after her chance encounter with Khaos, and still she would shudder at the thought. Best not think about it, she often told herself.

Not only could darkness bring danger, it also brought the cold. Without the sun to warm them, they would shiver until they were stiff, or worse.

"Ya shouldn't say things like that." She assured him at his worries. "You'll not be a bit of a bother at all. I reckon we will manage just fine, and you'll have plenty of brothers and sisters there." That much, that much was certain. Wichita's fledglings roamed the Gates, little twinkles of her eye spread across the clover meadows. All except one, and she shoved that to the back of her mind as well. Her tears had not kept Bly from leaving, and they would not bring her back either.

Wichita

gentle southern belle of Heaven's Gates

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