Well have you heard the story of the rabbit in the moon
He felt rather bad that he had even asked. Stranger or not he was a nice guy and it was in his nature to worry about someone having a tough time. Of course he couldn't force her and he watched carefully as his ears flicked to the sound of her voice. Probably something she really didn't want to talk about. Also for a wolf like him - someone so young and quiet frankly innocent in that sense maybe he wouldn't understand her situation. Her facade was trying hard enough as Qualm winced when she flew behind the tree to rid herself of her stomach. The male tried to think long and hard. What would make her feel better - without it seeming like he was trying too hard.
The male would stay where he was, not approaching her as it obviously seemed like he didn't need to be poking his head around her personal life. "I-I'm sorry Zuriel. You don't have to force yourself really. If you don't want to tell me it's fine - but at least let me do something for you. Anything you need okay?" his ears went to pin against his head as he looked off to the side. "I know we don't know each other very well, but I would like to be friends - so if I need to do something for that to be possible then I will." his tail flicked nervously from side to side. He was a healer, not only that but he was a wolf ready to help.
"Why don't we find something to drink?" he realized he possibly may have been talking to a tree, but he looked off for a moment. He was doing the right thing right? He knew what nervousness looked like at least in a sense he'd seen the decline in his sisters health for reasons. Bad things happened and wolves sometimes had a hard time recovering from it. Qualm wasn't sure what to do, but he certainly was trying his best. Anything he could to make Zuriel feel better. |