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"Okay... will you take a nap?"
They obliged and the door broke in a large bunch with the final attack of the battering ram. The smoke cleared, and Eli stepped forward, followed...
She frowned, her hands on his chest. "Are you okay?"
A final crash came against the door, and it splintered. There was a battering ram on one side, trying to get in.
"I think that might be good, right?"
"No, no. We shouldn't go out yet." Another slamming came on the door, and the members gathered around the door, watching it anxiously.
"I know, right?" she said, shaking her head. "I don't really remember what happened... I think Zad tackled me. I was... I was in the dirt for a...
"You can't go by yourself," Alma protested, grabbing Aspen's hand. There came a large thudding from the main door, as if something had charged...
"Yeah," she said. "I don't remember much from yesterday, but I think he was upset. Sariel got really mad."
"Just on the patrols," Alma, a girl originally from the Pillagers said worriedly. "Just like he always does."
She kissed him again, a little deeper this time, before pulling away, a worried look on her face. "Maybe I should check on Zad..."
Late that evening, August had not returned. The members of the Fort appeared to be getting a little nervous, whispering to each other.
She kissed his jaw lightly. "Do you want to? We only woke up about an hour ago."
(Zoop?)
"You make a good argument," she said with a sigh. "Some other time, then."
"I will," he promised, brushing her hair back before leaving the room.
"Yes," she agreed, leaning over and kissing his jaw as they entered his room. "Bathtime?"
"He's a good boy," August decided.
They got out of the medic and Addie relaxed, squeezing his hand. "Thank you, Warner."
"Yes," he said with a nod. "I like that name better."
