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Conclusion (Story in Desc)
Before the priest left he did two things. He placed his hands on Clarion's head and prayed over her for healing and guidance.
And then he hugged her.
Nigel tried very hard to see Clarion as a person and not an animal, and yet hugging her reminded him of hugging a very large dog, or perhaps someone in a particularly thick fur coat. She was fuzzy and tended to shed white fur on his black suit and it always took a little more self control than Nigel cared to admit not to pet her like... well.. a pet. He'd forgotten himself once and scratched her ears, and still felt a little guilty about it even though Clarion never brought it up.
He was about to leave when she tugged on his sleeve. “Did you learn enough for me to earn your secret?”
The priest blinked. “Mine?”
She grinned, one of the first real smiles he'd seen from her all evening. “You said you'd tell me where you got the name 'Clarion' from.”
Ah yes. Nigel rocked indecisively on his heels. “I said I /might/ tell you.”
Her ears splayed, although her expression stayed playful. She knew he was teasing.
The priest took her hand. The sensation was a strange contrast between the soft fur on the top of her hand and the rough pads on her palm and fingertips. “When I was very young I saw an angel. I was ill with meningitis at the time and my parents put it up to delirium and pressure on my brain from fever. But I remember what I saw.” He squeezed her hand. “The angel said its name was Clarion, and I believe it was my guardian.”
She shrunk down a little. “I'm no angel, father. I hope you don't see me as....”
“No no no, nothing like that. I just see you as a miracle. A reminder that God still has wonders hidden away if one is willing to look, and also a reminder to me to always keep an eye to the divine. I still remember the day I first met you. I was terrified, and positive this was some great joke. Yet there you were real as stone. You've made me into a better priest through your own journey to find and understand God.” Nigel stroked her hand one last time and finally relinquished it. “You showed me that there's much to learn and understand. I grow wiser every time I get opportunities to see the world through your eyes.”
She glanced away and flattened her ears, flustered and unsure of how to respond to the revelation.
“Now get some rest, Clarion. I'll be back on Sunday to deliver communion. If you need anything let me know and I'll bring it by.”
Clarion nodded, wincing as she settled back into her nest of cushions and blankets. “I'm fine for now. Thank you, Father. And.... thank you.”
“Peace be with you. Rest well.”
The conclusion to the series of vignettes I've been writing as an excuse for Three to discuss some secrets that have had no reason to come out in other stories, and also just as a fun writing exercise. If you would like to read the story as a whole, check out my scraps section, I'm going to put the whole text up there.
This postcard is available for $25 plus shipping.
And then he hugged her.
Nigel tried very hard to see Clarion as a person and not an animal, and yet hugging her reminded him of hugging a very large dog, or perhaps someone in a particularly thick fur coat. She was fuzzy and tended to shed white fur on his black suit and it always took a little more self control than Nigel cared to admit not to pet her like... well.. a pet. He'd forgotten himself once and scratched her ears, and still felt a little guilty about it even though Clarion never brought it up.
He was about to leave when she tugged on his sleeve. “Did you learn enough for me to earn your secret?”
The priest blinked. “Mine?”
She grinned, one of the first real smiles he'd seen from her all evening. “You said you'd tell me where you got the name 'Clarion' from.”
Ah yes. Nigel rocked indecisively on his heels. “I said I /might/ tell you.”
Her ears splayed, although her expression stayed playful. She knew he was teasing.
The priest took her hand. The sensation was a strange contrast between the soft fur on the top of her hand and the rough pads on her palm and fingertips. “When I was very young I saw an angel. I was ill with meningitis at the time and my parents put it up to delirium and pressure on my brain from fever. But I remember what I saw.” He squeezed her hand. “The angel said its name was Clarion, and I believe it was my guardian.”
She shrunk down a little. “I'm no angel, father. I hope you don't see me as....”
“No no no, nothing like that. I just see you as a miracle. A reminder that God still has wonders hidden away if one is willing to look, and also a reminder to me to always keep an eye to the divine. I still remember the day I first met you. I was terrified, and positive this was some great joke. Yet there you were real as stone. You've made me into a better priest through your own journey to find and understand God.” Nigel stroked her hand one last time and finally relinquished it. “You showed me that there's much to learn and understand. I grow wiser every time I get opportunities to see the world through your eyes.”
She glanced away and flattened her ears, flustered and unsure of how to respond to the revelation.
“Now get some rest, Clarion. I'll be back on Sunday to deliver communion. If you need anything let me know and I'll bring it by.”
Clarion nodded, wincing as she settled back into her nest of cushions and blankets. “I'm fine for now. Thank you, Father. And.... thank you.”
“Peace be with you. Rest well.”
The conclusion to the series of vignettes I've been writing as an excuse for Three to discuss some secrets that have had no reason to come out in other stories, and also just as a fun writing exercise. If you would like to read the story as a whole, check out my scraps section, I'm going to put the whole text up there.
This postcard is available for $25 plus shipping.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / General Furry Art
Species Housecat
Size 902 x 600px
File Size 522.2 kB
Thank you for putting the whole version in scraps... I think I have missed one or two post cards and it will be nice to read it as a whole.
I also really like the fact that you've taken the time to explain her back-story and her decision process through this... it's an interesting way to present a story/character background piece.
I also really like the fact that you've taken the time to explain her back-story and her decision process through this... it's an interesting way to present a story/character background piece.
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