Grow this Garden with Love
Rhyme
Summer was now upon them, though it felt more like spring. Life finally seeming to spring back from the apocolypse that had decended upon them. As such Samara had a vested interest in trying to get her supplies back up, Rhyme could benefit from relaxants and she was low on pain killers for herself. |
More than a whole day passed since he had seen Shaye’s haunting, and his mind lingered on the tiny she wolf more now. The summer season was upon them, they were another year older and his age weighed on him heavily. He was sleeping now, it was easier sometimes than being awake. Having to suffer through the guilt and pain of his current state. More than once during the day he contemplated his worthlessness and drain on Abaven. He needed to get up, he needed to do something. Rhyme was doing nothing for Shaye’s memory in his current situation.
Samara’s voice brought him to consciousness, her words were sweet as he brought his head up. Rhyme focused on the dainty woman and pushed himself out of the den. Though he enjoyed her next to him she was obviously sure that he needed to join her outdoors. Rhyme’s tall frame was pulled none too fast from the hole he was recovering in to be greeted by her bright smile. Her grin was easier to come than his own, and he still had yet to crack the first smile after tragedy.
She was trying to give him a job, something to do for her after she had already done so much for him. Had she not found him that day he wondered where he would be. Possibly reunited with Shaye in ways he hadn’t ever intended. If he was needed here he would stay, but he had to find his purpose. He had to choose the path towards light. ”Project?” He asked softly as she managed to make his tail wag softly at his ankles.
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Samara wouldn't rush the man as she slowly pulled himself from the den. The fact he was able to do as much with just her prodding was a good sign. If she'd had to go in there and try to coax him out slowly it would have meant she needed to be doing more. And she would have, at the drop of a hat, but that he was willing to help her with so little protest meant a great deal towards his recovery. |
However much he hated admitting her loss and how deeply the cut went. Even though he was coming to accept reality the sheer weight of the fact tried to crush him every day. The harder he focused on Samara the more he yearned to see Shaye again. He swallowed back his emotions as icy paws carried him after the dainty healer and to where her herb garden was planned. Maybe the garden would be a key to his full recovery, this was not a wolf. The garden needed consistent care, something he wouldn’t have to think very hard about but would also keep his mind and paws occupied. Like Samara intended for him to do right now.
She grinned as she motioned to the land, Rhyme landed her a side long glance. His mind brought completely to the moment with Samara, the fog within him lifted. He even felt his heart flutter at her playful wink. He sighed softly and the corners of his lips pulled back in a shy smile. Without hesitating the once alpha got to work. ”What do you plan to put here?” He asked as dark paw pads met dirt and he began to break the soil.