Kings and Vagabonds

His spirits lifted at the quiet hymn of her voice and he felt his frustration leave him as she brushed against him. He shook off his armor and let it clatter to the forest floor before lowering his chin against her forehead. He wanted her to see him as few rarely did, unguarded and laid bare as only she was given a right to.

“Nothing you need to worry yourself with.” He told her, his paw lifting to hold hers as he leaned into her warm body, a soft pleasant whine escaping him as he held her just for a moment. Just having her there was enough to assure him that everything would be alright; the world seeming to align for just one instant in complete correctness as he held her.“Just thinking too much about things that shouldn’t matter.” He muttered, feeling his darker thoughts begin to seep into the forefront of his mind, right where she could chase them off.