3rd Ashan, 720
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Ari'sora looked longingly at the sky as she left her cottage in Beacon. The wind currents called out to her, teasing her as they danced about high up in the sky. But as much as she desperately wanted to be up there, dancing among them, she knew that she had better not. Until she had given birth to her unborn child, it simply was too risky. A single mishap was all it would take to cause harm to her unborn child. Landing badly when she misjudged how long her wings could bear the extra weight, for example. Or misjudging the strength of an air current, and getting blown into a tree perhaps. There were too many ways that flying in her current condition could pose a risk to the child that she carried for her to be willing to risk it just because she missed the sky.
So she began the long walk to the University. In order to distract herself from her longing, she turned her mind to the story she was working on. She had promised the kids at Luna's Dream a new story the next time she returned to the orphanage, and she was determined not to disappoint them.
Ari'sora spoke aloud as she walked, reciting the story as she worked on it. It earned her some strange looks, and one child asked their father why she was talking to herself, but she paid them no mind. The story was more important than what a bunch of strangers thought of her, so she refused to let it bother her.
When she reached the end, she hesitated. The story was about the bond between a woman and her nightpup. The woman had gotten the nightpup as a puppy on her seventh birth trial. They quickly became the best of friends. Where the girl went, her nightpup was sure to follow. They loved each other so much that even after the nightpup died after a long life with her master, her spirit remained near by in the hopes of comforting the woman. One trial, the woman, who was now an old woman herself, was attacked by a gang of street thugs. They came at her with knives, and she would have been killed save for one thing. Desperate to protect her, the spirit of her beloved nightpup attacked the thugs. As she charged at them, her spirit form became visible. Then it became physical as her sheer determination to protect her beloved master returned her to life so that she could save the woman that she loved so much.
The story itself was complete for the most part, but it needed something; a special ending to really wrap things up properly. Ari'sora mulled it over in her head for several bits as she walked. Then it dawned on her.
"That was the day my dead pet returned to save my life!" she said triumphantly.
It was the perfect ending to a story that she was quite proud of. And she thought of it just in time. As the University loomed closer, it was time to turn her attention to the class that she was about to teach.