♡ — Precious and heartwarming memories had always been carefully preserved within the confines of the vulpine creature’s feral subconscious, for she attentively placed each fragment in silken folders and afterwards buried them within the deepest and darkest chambers of her soul, where they could continue to live and breathe ( thus sheltered from the ominous possibility of being FORGOTTEN and ERASED from existence ) and only in the right moment, could they also resurrect and come back to life, luminescent and warm as the first day they were created. Of course she remembered Boa !! How could she not ?
A petite and damp nose, previously lingering only mere centimeters from the flourishing soil covered by luscious and viridian blades of grass, was promptly lifted once the woman approached her with careful but equally steady steps; even an animal, someone with restricted and perhaps even twisted comprehension of the world, could clearly recognize a hint of GLEE smeared across her facial features which, in return, filled the fox’s little heart with an emotion akin to JOY. A lot of time had passed ever since she encountered a kind visitor and even longer passed ever since she saw Boa for the last time — Has she forgotten about me ? Will she ever come back ? Where and at what time should I wait for her, where and at what time should I start to be excited about meeting her again ?Many questions had been birthed by inhuman affection and yet, none of them was ever met with an exhaustive response.
❛ Ah, my dear little human, how could I not recognize you ? Although I must admit that you’ve changed quite a lot, ❜ responded kindly the she-fox. Muzzle rose almost instinctively, slender and quite fragile neck craning upwards as her large, hound-like ears were leisurely flattened against her skull in pursuance of meeting and accepting the tender gesture of affection that had been offered to her; a muted PURR vibrated within her throat ( a sound almost akin to a whine, to be more precise ) as she joyously nuzzled against Boa’s hand and finally, she spoke yet again. ❛ Although, I must say that I’m quite DISAPPOINTED… Didn’t I already explain you that you shall always come at the same hour ? My HEART was not ready to greet you properly — Have you perhaps forgotten our rites ? ❜
Relief surged through her body, as the fox spoke to her with reassurance and that same voice that echoed in her mind whenever she thought of Ahreum. To further prove that the beast trusted the human, orange and white fur rubbed against the extended hand and pleasant noises escaped her. When words pooled out from her once again, it was to scold Boa. The latter, instead of taking it as an actual criticism of her behaviour, smiled dearly at this once in a lifetime companion.
Her fingers moved behind one of the pointy ears, scratching vigorously, an endearing gesture familiar to the both of them. This often was used to quell her, but even if could give her physical comfort, her friend thought highly of her beastly companion and would never actually try to shut its mouth by reducing her to a mindless animal. “I missed you, Ahreum,” Boa admitted, her touch in the soft fur softening with the nostalgia of their past adventures. “I’m sorry I wasn’t considerate enough to come here at the right hour, but I got two weeks off from work and I couldn’t wait to see you.”
She let her body drop down in the grass, letting the nature surround her. She took a deep breath, inhaling the freshness of the open environment. Her, like a lot of her friends and human civilization, were industrialized people. But she was a city girl that got a taste of nature and freedom, and no amount of camping with her friends could compare with the fox’s world.
“Am I a horrible friend, Ahreum? Am I a horrible person for not visiting you all this time? Because I’m sure you would’ve if you were able to.” The woman wasn’t looking for pity on the beast’s part; in fact, she expected a blunt or witty response. Just like when she welcomed her here, her physical answer was to greet her touch, but the words she spewed were ones of scolding. Given, Boa was the one that forgot to listen to her friend’s instructions. “Can I be forgiven?”
Despite this reunion being the best she had in decades, it was certainly odd to reminisce with a fox and to ask it for forgiveness. They both knew that the nature of their relationship wasn’t conventional. But could either of them care any less? Obviously, no. Boa could ask Ahreum for forgiveness any day if it meant staying by her side.
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