Not Strong Enough
03-08-2016, 07:00 AM
Pain - it ebbed, it flowed. The worst of it was that he knew it didn't always come in the physical form. It came in tears, and the feeling of your heart tearing apart. Somehow he understood the words, they're gone, so very well. His heart clenched and almost felt like it would stop on the spot. His eyes narrowed, skin furrowing across his brows as his maw opened slightly. Letting air escape where it almost begged for him to be gasping for breath. Her touch was welcome, and Rivaxorus deliberately lowered himself next to her. Body pressed into hers to offer his warmth and his protection. His cheek pressed into hers, and in the hopes of maybe lifting her face a little. Some fresh air was important after expending that kind of energy. His touch was soft and gentle.
"Don't hold it in, it'll only make you sick." Rivaxorus told her gently. His ears perked, they were listening and he wanted to hear her heart beat in their close proximity. "It's not your fault - it'll be okay." it was usually the strongest who got hit the hardest. He wouldn't wish to have her in any other form. Someone other than family who was close to him - it was something he preciously and desperate wanted to protect. No prayer to his gods, just him. He was here physically, and for all his mess ups perhaps that was all he could offer her. Rivaxorus hummed softly, comforting the best he could as his eyes shut for a moment. He settled his muzzle underneath her muzzle. Letting her settle her head on his if that was what she wanted. |
