Bear Friend

“Granoldi” she said, placing her bare hand gently on his nobbled paw, “I am to marry quite soon, and with this I needs-must go far away to make my home. My husband to be, lives seventy leagues from this town, and it is without choice I must take residence there beside him.”

She stopped as her eyes began to mist over. Mirabella deeply drew breath and began very sadly:

“This means my dearest friend, my darling brother, that I shall not be able to see you tomorrow, or the next, or the next after that. And I am beside myself in this. I do not want this to be our final greeting, or goodbye.”

He could tell that her mood was serious. His eyes had filmed over with white, and blended with his fur, and this being so, he could not read her face.

Mirabella herself had tanned skin and jet black hair. Both her features and frame were fine, and her tunic was of pale blue wool. Her cape was of the same cloth, and she took it off, to put over her bear-friend’s shoulders.

- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances