[color=teal][h3]Aava[/h3][/color]
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Aava didn't understand. Why was Evren leaving? Were they making him go? Aava locked her eyes with Evren's, panic rising in her gut as she felt like the one thing that made sense was being taken away from her. The wind picked up for a second, and Aava felt another unfamiliar shiver as her skin dried. Evren spoke her name, then, adressing the next words to her in a language she could understand fully.
Aava listened to the best of her ability, looking at the dark skinned woman Evren was talking about as he mentioned her. Aava's brow furrowed in a pained look, but she nodded, trusting in her friend.
[color=teal]"(Woman is a friend, don't hurt the prey. I... I understand),"[/color] Aava repeated even though her voice carried a note of uncertainity. The näkki watched miserably as Evren was being taken away, his eyes sheen with unshed tears. Aava - despite being told not to - reached out again, trying to go to Evren. She was stopped, but her hand remained outstretched as she stared at Evren with a confused sadness in her eyes. A salty teardrop extracted from the man's eye, travelling the air until it hovered on Aava's palm. The näkki looked at it with lost eyes, glancing at Evren one last time.
[color=teal]"(You'll come back to me. Promise),"[/color] she rasped, closing her fist agains the teardrop and turning to face the woman Evren had told her to trust.
Aava's instinct was to bite the woman, to sink her teeth into her flesh, but she remembered her friend's instructions and refrained from doing so. If Evren said this woman was his friend, then she would be Aava's friend too. Well, as long as she didn't do anything to upset Aava, that was.