I walked into Abhilasha, occasionally gently brushing Lupita's side, letting her know where to go. My brown and white coat shone like mahogany and snow in the warm sun. The grey and brown she-wolf beside me, her whitish muzzle bright in the light, was why I had come here.
She was deaf, blind as well. But we could communicate a bit at least. She reminded me some of my sister, Keiria, but our budding relationship, on whatever level, was different than the one I shared with my younger sibling.
Lupita felt the change in the lands, feeling the kiss of the gentle mist against her maw. It stung her eyes, though it did not matter for she wa used to the pain of not seeing. He seemed so loyal, so helpful, as he led her every single stride. His soft pelt brushed against her side, making sure she never strayed. The ancient lands was filled with magic, every path and hidden space was filled with the thick knowledge.
Hidden Illusion appeared, a gentle smile upon her maw as she approached the wolf couple. Her white body seemed to glow, the natural beauty never standing still as she flickered in the mist. She bowed her head, no word leaving her shapely maw as the starterling green eyes closed and she was unable to be seen. She approached the blind fae's mind, speaking both allowed and to her. "You seek something great," she murmered, helping the wolf understand "you seek something not even I can do...not even my mother." "I can heal one, but the other must stay."
Lupita bowed her head in respect, both feeling and hearing the presance. If the words suprised her, the sturdy fae did not show it. I see... she replied, merely a thought. It was no easy choice. Stay blind and hear his soft tones, hear the voices of the children she would one day have. Or, see him, see the kind brute who had helped her, see the land around them. Hear... she replied finally Sight, I can live without...but I would love to listen to the world around me, escape this mind which contains me...hear his voice..
I heard her words, and wondered what Lupita would decide. It was no easy choice. To see or to hear. I hoped she would choose sound, for then we could commune with words. I could tell her how beautiful she seemed to be in my eyes. I could tell her so much. I could be her sight, but I couldn't be her sound.
All this went on in my mind, a single chain of thought. I said not a word, but I wondered whether or not Hidden Illusion would hear my mind's words.
Hidden Illusion brushed her own mind against the brutes mind, calming him with her thoughts. She feels your thoughts as well as I can read your mind wolf, calm yourself and let her choose... she murmered to him and bowed her head to the she-wolf, though she could not see it. Then you shall have it... she told and touched the fae;s head with her shining horn.
Lupita smiled, feeling the smooth surface against her forehead and felt a wave of disapointment. Nothing happened. Then, as if it had always been there, she head the flap of a birds wings and then its cry. The padding paws of another wolf, the scatter of rocks as something scrambled over rocks. With the cry, she laughed and froze at the odd, bell sound. It stopped and so she laughed after only to paused with confusion. Illusion laughed gently and smiled kindly "that is laughter, Lupita, your own." "Thank you, dear fae...you have done more for me then I can ever repay," she murmered, words thick with thanks.
I yipped with pleasure, bounding around Lupita, scattering stones, happiness in my voice. I bowed to Hidden Illusion though, a great smile on my face, my tail wagging faster than any eye could follow.
"Lupita?" I said to her, licking her face happily. "I'm Toralon, or Torie." I said, barely able to contain my voice. It wanted to howl in joy. I knew that tonight I would howl like that. Howl in pure happiness. Lupita would be able to hear, would be able to join in the howls, in the wonderful sounds of thousands of wolves returning the cries with their own news, their own tales of joy.
She laughed again, hearing his playful tones and prancing stride. "Thank you, Illusion and Toralon," she said and nuzzled his side, feeling him close by and looked back in the direction that Illusion was. "I only wish I could return both sight and sound to you dear, but alas I am to weak," the white fae said gently and the wolf shook her head. "No matter, I am thankful no matter what."