ruinations | bloodtithe: Kell

Night had fallen when the units from Ardismouth reunited with the camp. Several great cries went up, shouts, whooping for friends to reunite, family and loved ones embracing around the fire. The stores of liquor were opened up, passed down the line from camp to camp.

Neria bypassed all of that. The moment the word was given, she broke rank, urging her horse up and down the line of camps until she found Thomelin Medon's fire, and she threw herself down from her horse in no time at all. The creature was barely tethered before she went running, looking for Hakkyuu's familiar tent. It didn't take her overlong, passing Harry's, passing all of the other's, and shoving aside the flap in search of her friends. If they weren't there--

Hakkyuu wasn't. But the figure standing there was one whose heart made her ache, just glancing on him. Neria crossed the tent in no time at all and gave him no time to brace himself. She flung her arms around him. "Kell," she breathed, pressing close, her smile felt so close to his cheek. "Kell!"

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Kell had been reading in the dim light of the lamp, but as the noise began to start, he got to his feet. He didn't expect the others to come directly to the fire, and he hadn't heard Neria in his head quite yet-

He expected to be given a warning.

As the flap of the tent rustled open, Kell open his mouth, ready to greet Hakkyuu, and instead found his arms full, rather suddenly, of Neria.

Automatically he closed his arms around her, held on tightly as her grip pressed him to gasping, and pressed his cheek against hers.

"Neria," he answered, her name something like a whispered prayer. His fingers closed on her cloak, refusing the let her go.

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