Félicien would feel slightly better seeing her smile, feeling that friendly nudge to his cheek. It was alright. Though he had lost many of his family members he still had Abaven, and his owl companion Sophitia too, though where she was he couldn’t be too sure. The owl had been on her own for a while, and truthfully Féli kind of missed her. Both his mother and brother had owls of their own... It kind of made sense that Félicien had gotten one as well. But without his family here... It just felt... Strange.
Hearing her words made him think of Yfir. The pack that had raided Threar. He would flick his ears back, giving a small nod. “It is good goal. To become strong enough to protect those you care about. It’s not uncommon that our parents are that source of inspiration.” Féli would smile. “...and sometimes it is another, but in the end we all have someone we are drawn to be like.”
Félicien would shake his head at her next comment though. “...just because we suffer a loss it is not a reason to give up. We have to keep pressing on.” The young man would offer a smile of his own, the tears no longer threatening to flow. “So don’t give up, alright?” Féli would give a gentle nudge back to her. “...and like I said, if you, your father, and brother ever need a place... I’m sure Abaven would have you.”
