A Wild Friend
When Broin and Aatrox returned to the dwelling, Gale was still asleep. Broin went to check on her, leaning over her a little as he tucked her in. A soft, mumbling sound left the young woman as his hand bumped her arm, making him smile. Turning around, he watched Aatrox as he removed his mask, setting it on the table. He followed this with his gloves, giving his arms and face some time to breathe. He was smiling himself, though his eyes were not on Broin or Gale. Instead, it was on the bassinet. "Her father had that made for her," Broin said softly, moving away from Gale. Aatrox nodded, his hand smoothing over the designs. "It looks comfortable," He responded, looking from it to Broin, then to Gale's sleeping form before he chuckled. "It makes me wish that I could try it myself," He reach
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