His ears slicked back when Allen spoke, of course there was more bad news. He could never have anything good these days. His teeth clenched as he worked his jaws ground together. The man sat in silence, waiting for the news to come as he gazed out at his territory. Sullenly he nodded, not sure what else he could say. He was upset that even after all his promises, he still ended up leaving him all the same. It was for a good enough reason, but that is why he was there. He was there to help support those he cared for and hoped that they would lean on him. But no, they all just wandered away from him. He didn't know quite what to say back at the moment, and instead opted out for being silent.
After several minutes, a sigh finally left him as he turned to eye the aging man. "I'm sorry, Allen," he said softly before shifting his gaze to the horizon once more. He was sorry too, there was no lie in his voice. It was just that he was getting so much bad news, perhaps he was just at the age where wolves he knew started to pass away. But he hated it. Allen's kids were young, around the same age as his second litter if he could remember correctly. He couldn't imagine losing his own kids... it put everything into perspective for him. Would he look for shoulders to cry on, or hold it and not burden others? Allen had always been similar to him, so he had a feeling that that had been his mindset. His pale tail swished behind him slowly, another sigh pressing out of his lungs. This whole game of life sure did come with its ups and downs. "Thanks for telling me. I can't imagine what you have been through." Losing siblings was one thing, if they were alive or not, but your kids? It would break him in half. His golden gaze was sympathetic as he turned back to his friend, a hint of an apologetic smile on his lips.
"Speech"
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