Bittersweet
01-04-2016, 03:38 PM
Walk | Talk | Think Her much smaller, golden brown body was being drawn back against her mate even before she started crying, and when her distress was realized in full she felt those strong arms around her hold her more securely. Glacier's gentle voice, nothing more than a drowsy whisper filled with concern, repeated her name, trying to grasp her attention, but though she heard him she could not answer. All that came forth was more sobs, more tears, more grief for the parents that she had lost, that she had been reunited with for a fleeting moment and would likely not see again. But it had been so wonderful in the moment, to look upon them and speak with them, and left her with new memories to cherish and hold dear, appeasing the part of her that had wanted to share her new happiness with them. Despair mingled with joy, and she could not decide which outweighed the other. Despite his concern, despite his attempts to dry her tears, Anais remained trapped within her warring emotions for some time, minutes that felt like hours, that left Glacier with no other option but to hold her and soothe her as best he could. She was grateful to him, burrowing her muzzle into his fur, dragging in heavy breaths of his calming scent when she could manage a controlled breath, and clinging to him like the lifeline that he was. It took some time, but eventually the sobs eased, the pain began to abate, and she started to be able to appreciate the gift she had been given in earnest. Tears still gathered and fell from the corners of her golden eyes, and her breath was not entirely even, but she thought she might be able to speak. "I-I had a dream," she stuttered, her voice breaking once despite her efforts to keep it still, "I w-was in a forest...where I used to live. M-my parents..." Her voice broke a second time, her ears folding tightly against her skull as her eyes filled once more with tears. "I got...to see them." It was such a special privilege, something she was sure never to forget, and yet she could not stop crying. "...a wonderful dream," she barely managed to mutter in an almost whine before she tucked her face against Glacier and clung tightly to him once more. |
Art by Dancing Crows
* Because he has become her protector, Glacier is allowed into any and all threads that Anais may be in, regardless of how they are tagged.