Mr.Brightside

Absently the woman reflected on how she enjoyed the heat from the sad lump's coat. That was about the only positive thing she had on her mind; the rest was all downhill from there as the lump she sat on began sinking into this well of emotion. Her cheeks grew warm as Mara grew flustered by the sudden display of emotion she was witnessing. Why was he doing this? What was the point? Getting upset over stuff you couldn't control, that was a waste of time, and such crazy things to be worrying about. It just didn't make sense, and Mara didn't know why he felt the need to say these things and it was just making her so confused she ended up feeling embarrassed.

At the end of his little... Whatever that was, she stood up and marched away a few steps before turning to him with a serious, mildly perturbed expression, "How about this; you stop moping about things you can't fix, and I won't say a word about you leaving." So far she hadn't anyways, so hopefully that would be an easy deal to make. Pacing a bit, her tail lashed as she contemplated things, finding herself irritated by her inability to simply make this aptly named 'useless' lump into a wolf who was better... equipped to deal with the unexpected. "If you can keep it together long enough for these pups to be born I'll gladly do the hunting. But you can't do this," she huffed, gesturing towards him in all his depressed glory, "Anytime things in life go to shit. Cause guess what? It happens a lot, and you can't make things better by shutting down."