Heavy is the Head

She would close her eyes, trying to focus on his gentle touch. Hoping if she focused enough on him that her worries would just fade away. She hadn't been able to properly tell him what had been going on, of course things seemed to have been going all to fast lately. He would press himself against her and Corentine would press back. She had never had to deal with this before and knowing that he was there helped her. He asked how bad she was and Corentine would sigh lightly.

"One of the elder healers back home at the clan claims it is an incurable sickness that isn't contagious and they didn't think she would make it more then a year. She has something growing inside her making it hard for her to eat normal amounts of food and she's been treating her symptoms, but she is getting more exhausted and doesn't think it will be long before the sickness takes her" she quietly explained.

Her gold eyes looked to his eyes, her ears gently flattening. She didn't know how exactly to handle this and part of her wished she had had more time with her mother. This was the first time she had to deal with death of someone so close to her.