Hold on to me
09-03-2017, 10:15 PM
Tiburtius smiled gratefully with a nod when Heather offered to stop by Abaven and investigate. "If you'd like someone to accompany you I'd be happy to join you," he offered, partially because he wanted to get a closer look himself and partially just because he felt like it was his job to help protect their queen. He was one of the fighters after all. He was sure Heather could protect herself, but it never hurt to have back up, right? Normally he would have no fear of going to Abaven's borders, but with Bass's scent fading he really didn't know what to expect from the pack. He chuckled awkwardly and a bit too loudly to cover up his internal embarrassment as she pointed out the fact that it seemed like he had a crush on Finch. He waved the thought away with his front paw and glanced away from Heather. How could he admit that he thought it had been more than a crush and he just had never found the guts to say it? It wasn't like anything had ever come of it anyway. All of this time and he had just been left broken hearted again. Twice he thought he had been in love and twice it just vanished without a trace. He was beginning to think he was cursed. He brought his gaze back to Heather again when she mentioned the celebration and the pack hunt. He smiled at her enthusiasm and nodded in agreement to her question. "I'd love to see us all do something together. I know I haven't really been the best pack member... But I need to get my head back in the right place." Focusing on the here and the now instead of on things he couldn't control was really what he needed. If he was going to have any hope of getting over Finch he was going to have to stop sulking at Abaven's borders. What better way to do that then to give back to the pack that had given him a home for almost his entire life? |