We Live On Front Porches And Swing Life Away
01-13-2017, 09:14 PM
He was trying and failing to seem like he was making it okay, but it was easier to talk to Avalon than some others. They had made a connection up on that cliff, and he did think of her as a good friend. He however, was not expecting her to come full charging at him after the words left his lips. Letting out a soft oof when their chests collided, his golden eyes wide in shock. For several moments he was stiff as she tried to comfort him, not used to this kind of contact from... well anyone. But then her warmth reached him, and a gentle sigh left his mouth. Relaxing into her, he tipped his head down and rested his nose on her shoulder. It was nice, he had to admit. He nodded his head at her words, he would try not to feel that way. "I... I'll try. It's hard, you know?" he said softly. Feeling a bit uncomfortable now, he wiggled out of her gasp and was able to smile a bit thankfully at her. He was grateful for his friends, he really was. There were some that had stuck through everything with him, and without them he probably wouldn't be holding up as well as he had. Not that he had been doing an exceptional job, but it was something. Bass' ears flicked back slightly as he looked towards the river again, his shoulders slumping a bit. More so than everything else, he was tired. He just wanted to scoop out every issue that everyone was having and take it all away. But he couldn't. "The kids make things more complicated too, Pipit has gone missing. I sent Starling off to find him since he wasn't settling back at home very well, and Sparrow keeps coming and going. Going more so than anything. The younger two are always here, along with Lark and Finch. I feel like I could have done so much more with them, I think Sparrow resents me for being an alpha," Bass offered, knowing that Avalon was going through stuff with her children as well. Being a parent was a thankless task most of the time, but he still loved them all to bits. "" |
