The comfort of a familiar face

He lay down and despite herself Luck found herself curling into the curve of his frame laying down upon the ground as well, allowing herself a brief moment of peace as he spoke again. She closed her eyes, trying her best to organize her thoughts. The comforting feel of his body against hers was familiar one, she was used to feeling dwarfed though by her estimation Bacchus was ever so slightly smaller than the red boy.

Regulus mentioned Varda and despite it all Luck’s tail unconsciously swished against the ground a weak show of the news of her sister helping to lift her spirits some. “I’d like to see her soon if that’s okay.” Her voice was soft, slightly hoarse and she cleared her throat before she spoke again.

“His name is Bacchus, after my family left he was sort of the first wolf I gave my company too… it sounds silly, I hardly knew him, but I decided I would follow him anywhere as long as he was willing to have me. I didn’t know that would mean having to watch him fight and injure himself.” She paused for a moment, voice wavering when she picked it up again. “My family is made up of many more healers than fighters but I didn’t get to learn to much before they all picked up and left… I’m doing what I can for his wounds but I’m not certain I can provide the care he needs.”

Oh gods she hadn’t meant to allow herself to cry in front of anyone, but it was quickly becoming clear she wasn’t going to have a choice. Her tiny frame shook as the water works began. “He doesn’t talk to me about things, I know he doesn’t, and I try not to let it bug me but sometimes he would leave in the middle of the night and converse with strangers. He’d come back in the middle of the day with the scent of other women on his pelt… I really don’t know him. “ She shook her head, laughing sadly. “If that was the end of it I’d be able to put it out of mind but now I don’t even have the option to try and forget this, a purple wolf was also at the challenge… she’s some old friend of his or something and she’s determined to make me remember that I know nothing about him… she’s jealous of me or something and I just-” Luck had picked up her pace, words slurring together as it all poured out of her.

“He’s all I’ve had for the past two seasons and before that I was alone… I just can’t lose him!” There was raw emotion in her voice as she spoke the last sentence, burying her face in her paws. She had so many things she couldn’t understand about how she felt about her shining knight, she was starting to pick up on a few things in herself, but the fear of never having the option to explore them further was crushing anything that might normally have been exciting.



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