Restfulness
04-08-2019, 10:03 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-23-2021, 07:16 PM by Torin.)
He listened carefully as Ara spoke, he nodded as she spoke of the warmer weather and furrowed his brow as she mentioned it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows, again his gaze sliding to the grave, without his wanting it to. Though Ara did put his fears to rest, though obviously, any death was a sad occasion. He thought back to the last meeting he'd held trying to remember if he'd noticed the companion Ara spoke of, an orange creature with paws like he'd never seen before. Yes, so he had a name to the face. Though he wished he'd learned it before the creature's passing. He frowned again as Ara mentioned the death being hard on Novel and he couldn't help but sympathize. He hadn't spent a day where Neava's death didn't haunt him at some point or another. Just one more source of stress on his already heavy shoulders. "I am sorry for both you're loss." He recognized that while Ara spoke of the companion with some level of detachment, he doubted she was quite as separated. "If you or Novel can think of anything to help or to make either of you more comfortable please let me know." It was all he could really offer, he had concerns for both of them. The last elderly wolf Lirim had had, had left and to this day Torin still worried about him. He wasn't about to let either of the elderly women in Lirim want for comfort. |
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