Caught by Kala's cold stare, Edmund was suddenly aware of the pressure of Al's body against him. The shoulder-to-shoulder of pack. His chest tightened; his body gave a small but profound shudder. It was almost more intense than the full-bodied contact, that feeling of solidarity and Al literally by his side, protecting him. Breath whooshed out of his lungs in a creaky...purr.
He pressed subtly against Al. "Well-fought, friend." A slight turn of his head brought his whiskers brushing the silky ends of mane. Edmund could practically taste Al's scent that way. It was glorious. He made no overt moves to deepen the contact, just quivered with silent happiness that Al was still figuratively and literally in his camp.
They were to retreat to their separate tents to transform and redress, but Edmund couldn't let this be the last he saw of Al today. "Come to our den, after Ed's fight?" he murmured beneath his breath. The Pevensies had a very comfortable suite for their own private use, with plush sofas and cushions for lounging by the hearth, a small larder for midnight snacks, and a lavish bath chamber. They could talk with utmost discretion there.
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Date: 2018-07-24 04:18 am (UTC)He pressed subtly against Al. "Well-fought, friend." A slight turn of his head brought his whiskers brushing the silky ends of mane. Edmund could practically taste Al's scent that way. It was glorious. He made no overt moves to deepen the contact, just quivered with silent happiness that Al was still figuratively and literally in his camp.
They were to retreat to their separate tents to transform and redress, but Edmund couldn't let this be the last he saw of Al today. "Come to our den, after Ed's fight?" he murmured beneath his breath. The Pevensies had a very comfortable suite for their own private use, with plush sofas and cushions for lounging by the hearth, a small larder for midnight snacks, and a lavish bath chamber. They could talk with utmost discretion there.