just let go

What was she doing? She never stayed around to have conversations with those she helped. And if she did, it was only until they were feeling better before she took off. Either to find else someone else to help or simply to move on to the next territory. But she wasn't doing that now. Killian was feeling better. He had said so just a few minutes ago. So why was she still here? He was more than capable of helping himself and keeping himself safe. And yet she didn't feel the urge to move, to go off, to get to the next place, to end the conversation with him. As opposed to others in the past with whom she never really wanted to have a conversation with in the first place, Alessa found herself actually rather enjoying his company and the conversation she was having with this guy, even if it was on some pretty heavy stuff. Stuff she never spoke to anyone about before and perhaps that he had never before either. Could it be that she had found someone who could finally understand where she was coming from?

Her reaction, having stood and come to rest by his side, nuzzling him, was something she was sure he hadn't been expecting. How could he when she had been so seemingly distant moments ago? She could feel the shock register through his body before it melted away, relaxation taking its place as he accepted her presence beside him. She had never done anything like this before. Ever. Physical contact like this with another wolf was forbidden for her because it often times led to bonding and that lead to forming a connection with someone. Forming connections with people was something she didn't want to do. She wasn't looking to be abandoned for a second time. But Killian had been abandoned too, just in a slightly more different way. The two shared a similar past, but could that mean that they would be able to perhaps make a friendship out of it? Maybe even more? Killian was still holding on to his past, that much she could tell, whereas she had already come to terms with it. She hadn't forgotten it though; she never would. She just didn't harbor it in quite the same way as he did.

Dual-hued gems flickered up to his fa?ade, noticing the strained smile that creased his lips as he dismissed her apology, returning the favor with a brief nuzzle to her cheek. You didn't deserve that. she whispered softly, allowing her cheek to press against his as he attempted to change the subject. She took a moment to think, allowing the silence to stretch between them before answering. Wander usually. Find something to eat. In all honesty nothing. A flick of the ear was her lazy version of a shrug. She didn't know how to do anything except wander, so when she had time to herself when she wasn't wandering, it was usually focused on feeding and resting. Basic things really.