Help Is On The Way

Alfred managed a small smile as his sister came up to him. His tail gave a few wags, his blue eyes softened a little and the male answered as honestly as he could. “It’s good to see you too, Heather.” He slowly shifted into a sitting position, determined to hold a better conversation with her than the last one. “Happy birthday to you too. I’ve been doing a little better… I… I actually wanted to thank you. For recognizing that Razor was my mate… for seeing it.” Alfred closed his eyes.

“I still miss Razor a lot… but… I think I’m starting to feel a little better. Just knowing that someone saw us as we were… It makes me feel happy. Like it wasn’t just some dream that passed me by… it was real.” Alfred opened his eyes again, his gaze a little brighter. “Heather… I want to be able to do more for our pack.” Alfred went on to say.

“I know I’ve got limits because of my anxiety and all… but I want to try overcoming that. What if one of us was in danger and I had to fight someone I didn’t know?” The brute frowned a little then. “I want to be stronger… I want to be more like you and Lionel… but… I don’t know how. Will you teach me, Heather?”

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