I Just Want to Fly
Arivae's smile only grew as he slipped down to his belly, half of his body inside the den and the other half obviously poking out like a burrowing owl. It made her giggle a bit. He could fit, but they'd just have to squeeze. Like, really squeeze. It would be a bit awkward, so she found his method a bit safer and easier. Plus she could see him perfectly in front of him without any uncomfortable head twists. The dark girl spun around slowly to face him, so her body wasn't curled, and flattened her paws beneath her chest while he spoke. Almost immediately her smile faded. He wasn't feeling well. Usually when anyone felt bad, she wanted to run to their rescue right away. She felt sympathy for them like no other girl could...but this was Tiburtius. He was special. She was about to plant a kiss somewhere on his face, but he beat her to it, and she felt an uneasy smile thread onto her lips. She was so happy to see him, too. It had been too long, and they needed each other through a time like this. This disappearance of Threar had scattered many of her family members, and all her friends, her aunts and uncles. She needed Tiburtius now more than ever. But it seemed like he needed her at the same time. Arivae returned the kiss with a soft smile, placing it right on his nose before speaking. "I've been okay, but I could be better." She stated flatly, her blue eyes staring into his mismatched ones. "Threar was the home to many of my family members and friends. So I guess hearing about that was upsetting...plus, you were gone. So I kind of felt a bit lost." She confessed, gazing downward for a second. The mention of his brothers disappearing rung in her ears, and she frowned, moving forward and slipping her head under his chin and into his chest. "I know you and your brothers were close. Are you doing okay?" She felt her face grow hot with emotion. "Is there anything I can do to help?" Being so small and only knowing about the weather and the lands of Alacritis, she felt simply helpless. She wanted to do everything she could to help Tiburtius. But...what could she do? She'd really do anything for him, but she didn't have any experience when it came to fighting or healing, even when her mother gave her pointers. Arivae sighed gently and breathed into his blue fur, squeezing her eyes shut. "Talk" "You" Think |