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Wraith
Although Dark had offered to pick her up from the train station, Daizi insisted she just take a cab home. It was easier, and although sometimes she loved getting to be picked up, it was too much of a burden on his, and Ivy's, daily life to have to stop what they were doing every single day to retrieve her.
When she returned home, she took a deep breath as she touched the salt and slipped out of her shoes. For the first time in ages, she really took a moment to appreciate the smells and sounds of her home as she felt the grains between her finger tips. It had changed somewhat, with the introduction of Ivy and her boys, but it still, predominately, smelled of incense and spices. And whatever someone was cooking in the kitchen. And she heard their voices, and the sound of four paws running up to her. Bending down, she ran her fingers through Enkidu's long, soft fur and felt him wiggle excitedly against her as she hugged him and whispered in his ear what a good boy he was.
"Ivy-Qadira," Came her husband's rich, deep voice, "Look who is home? Who is that?"
Then, a much, much higher voice screeched and yelled, "Mama!!!" so, as the sound of bells and little footsteps came rapidly towards her, she released Enkidu and, still kneeling, held out her arms to her toddler, hugging her as tightly as she safely could as soon as she felt Ivy's arms around her neck.
When she returned home, she took a deep breath as she touched the salt and slipped out of her shoes. For the first time in ages, she really took a moment to appreciate the smells and sounds of her home as she felt the grains between her finger tips. It had changed somewhat, with the introduction of Ivy and her boys, but it still, predominately, smelled of incense and spices. And whatever someone was cooking in the kitchen. And she heard their voices, and the sound of four paws running up to her. Bending down, she ran her fingers through Enkidu's long, soft fur and felt him wiggle excitedly against her as she hugged him and whispered in his ear what a good boy he was.
"Ivy-Qadira," Came her husband's rich, deep voice, "Look who is home? Who is that?"
Then, a much, much higher voice screeched and yelled, "Mama!!!" so, as the sound of bells and little footsteps came rapidly towards her, she released Enkidu and, still kneeling, held out her arms to her toddler, hugging her as tightly as she safely could as soon as she felt Ivy's arms around her neck.