no love like your love
Epitaph Destruction Her delicate form pressed tightly against his chest, the male wrapped his forelimb more tightly around her shoulders. Dark chin tipped downward to caress the top of her head tenderly with his tongue, clearing away the soot and ash that had gathered in her downy fur. It didn't taste good, but it was a hardship he was more than willing to bear for his niece. He would offer comfort however he could. The heaving of her tiny form against his chest as she sniffled and hiccuped her way out of the hysteria was almost too much to bear. He wished he could take it all away from her, the fear and the stress. What were a few more bricks atop a load as large as his? “It had no right!” came the indignant cry of a child so woefully wronged by the world. “We planted them, and tendered them, and it broke it, and it had no right” she all but shrieked. He hummed softly in agreement, letting the sound reverberate through his chest for a beat or two. She was not wrong, and it was all too cruel that she would be forced to learn of the intricacies of the world around her at such a young age. Motif didn't deserve that. He sucked in a deep breath, letting it fill his chest, and holding it for a moment, before letting it slip through his nose. "It pains me that you have to learn this so young, my love." he murmured gently, dipping his muzzle back down to softly nuzzle the base of her skull if she allowed. "The world around us is unkind." he let the words fall as gently as they could, but nothing could soften the blow of that harsh truth. "So we must put in the effort to make it kind ourselves," he continued, cautious of how she might take this. "by putting our love and kindness into the world around us, like your parents do for Abaven, we are the ones who make it kind on our own. If you fill your life with love, it does not matter so much that nature is cruel." he punctuated the end of his statement by pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head, right between her round little ears, and hugging her a little tighter to his chest for a few beats. |