She was quite surprised to hear him thank her for the advice. Helping other wolves with their problems wasn't something she was particularly good at it, nor did she enjoy. Usually she found such situations a bit awkward, unsure if she would make it worse when she interfered. Today was an exception. Perhaps it was because he was her friend and so she carried an undying loyalty to him. Whenever he was feeling low or sought advice, she would be there for him. The realisation shocked her. Was she that attached to him?
"That's alright," she answered quietly, scarlet eyes twinkling as she placed a paw over his reassuringly. It was a relief to hear that he would offer his own assistance if she ever needed it. She didn't think she would, though she had a feeling her life was bound to take a tragic turn sooner or later. She couldn't live perfectly all the time, not that she believed she did. "What do you mean?" she asked in a small voice in response to his statement, confusion upon her ebony features as she tilted her head to the side. He wasn't going to let her go? What did that mean? Were they more than friends now?
